Three roads diverged in a yellow cornfield
Sorry Boo Berry and I could not travel all
We stood at the center and looked down at all three
Then took the one with the best smells to claim,
And yet, free of big globs of goop
We, Boo Berry and I traveled far,
The sun warm upon us and the air very chill
Trodding slowly back
Get smells of news in the doggie nose
And the doggie coat free of gloopy stuff–
Ah, yes, that is the road we chose–
One free of the leavings of cows, but still full of news.
Which made all the difference.
Your friend on a western Colorado farm,
Linda
Life on a Colorado Farm 