{"sf1_id":253074,"sf2_id":"B1QVX4Ee","title":"Dingo (a poem dedicated to holiday pup)","author":"dirk82","words":55,"posted_at":"2011-05-27T15:41:00.000Z","tags":["Dingo","Dirk","Male","Poem"],"url":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/253074-dingo-a-poem-dedicated-to-holiday-pup","original_url":"https://sofurry.com/s/B1QVX4Ee","image_url":"https://cdn.sofurryfiles.com/submissions/thumbnails/1d/e3/1de3cf89-4460-4b9b-9978-43f21b292df1","description":"","content":"He is there.\n\nHe always cares.\n\nMaking sure I'm fine.\n\nAlways wanting to give, me the time.\n\nLoving my quirks,\n\nmissing my flaws.\n\nSometimes I wish he'd just,\n\nsink his claws, into me.\u0026nbsp;\n\nTravel that distance,\n\nall those miles.\n\nTake me away,\n\nfrom this place.\n\nThrough time, through space.\n\nMy dear, Dingo\n\nMy dear, Friend\n\n  \n  \n\n"}