Beagling

Bad bad bad beagle. Soak up the feelings and remember to be good. Receive the impressions and exaggerate them for your own uses, but what is this? Oh no! I see what I have always done but not cared until now that I did it. I make it worse. See what you do to me? It’s all your fault now. Oh no. Worse beagle. Bad bad beagle. I rolled in the smelly thing and now it’s ALL over me and I can’t get it off, I just have to wait. Maybe I can make it rain? Wash it off me with the tears? But then my beloved gets wet too, and I really didn’t want that. Oh no. Worse worse beagle. Can I lick it all off? Can I go far away so at least my beloved doesn’t have to smell it? Now he’s lonely without me, and it’s given me a funny feeling in my tummy from licking all this fur off with the stuff. Oh no. Worse worse worse beagle. I see the consequences of my silliness and I whine with regret. Oh no. Beagle starts to run in a circle and chase her tail, make the world go away with dizziness and spinning and fun with my tail. Oh no. I can still smell the smelly stuff and my beloved sees a crack in me. I don’t know how to be good, I have ideas but then I don't remember them. The secret bits are the interesting parts, those bits make everyone special. Its much easier to be a good beagle when there aren’t any other beagles around, making me roll in the smelly stuff even though they KNOW it will smell on me. I must remember to be a good beagle and make my actions speak louder than my thoughts and feelings. I must be able to be trusted, and make my kelpie proud of me. Don't be bad, beagle, don't do it.