I wake up much too early

and find I can’t sleep on,

then I realise

there’s something

under my neck,

something smelly.

I pull it out,

it’s a meaty dog treat

Benji buried

under my pillow

yesterday,

now broken in two.

I pull out the other piece

and drop them on the floor,

but what with the awful

meaty smell

and Colin’s snoring,

the spare room bed

seems a very good idea.

On the one night

he hadn’t got there first…

Snore? Me?

Never!

And that darned dog

will have to go!