I heard the alarm.
I was walking down the opposite side
of the street. I'd heard it often enough
before, coming from a back yard --
a very large yellow dog and his equally large
ebony coated cohort, barking their warnings
to passers-by. This time, however,
the bark was a bit muted. I looked around
to see the huge dog standing
in the front window of his home,
the sort of space usually reserved for
smaller breeds of dogs, Shih Tsu
and the usual little yappers.
This guy, though, made the small dog
space a big dog throne,
where he gazed upon the passing throngs
of 'others', and kept guard
over his particular humans' territory.