Blurdoggy Days

Today was one of those Blurdoggy days
Where random matters summon the weirdest of magics,

The good kind.

Like a mistake that captures the spirit of a moment
Without an ounce of trying,

Or when things go haywire and help flashes through the chaos
With a crooked smile on its face,

The sweet kind.

Or just when you’ve got things back into focus
And life saunters in to Etch-A-Sketch it all away,

Okay.

Back to the blur where edges are sure to be softened
And life gets really creative again,

Good doggy!