Our two dogs love sitting by the fire in Michael’s studio. This could be the starting point for a poem. Sometimes Nonu will take some paper over to Michael when he thinks it is time to light the fire. Funny that I am getting you to write Spring poems and it is so cold and wet we have a fire going. BTW our dogs aren’t allowed inside our house. We would all go mad as our two dogs chased our three cats over chairs and under tables crashing and smashing until our house was one big wild mess and there would be no place to sit or read or eat.