Hot water bottle
You wriggle and snuggle in
My dachshund shaped warmth.
How does it work?
I loved your haiku. Dogs have a special warmth don't they. Nicely done. I have subscribed to you.
Loved that last line. 🤩
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I loved your haiku. Dogs have a special warmth don't they. Nicely done. I have subscribed to you.
Loved that last line. 🤩