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You may take my balls But I will lick what remains And then, dear, your face
Imagine if your dog could talk to you. Better still, imagine if it could express its innermost feelings in poetic form.
This hilarious, insightful book confirms what we've all long suspected - that inside every dog is the soul of a poet. From retrieving sticks to rivalry with cats; from cold winter walks to endlessly chasing tennis balls, no stone of a dog's life is left unturned.
With a delightful photo alongside every haiku, this is the perfect gift for any dog lover.

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You may take my balls
But I will lick what remains
And then, dear, your face

Imagine if your dog could talk to you. Better still, imagine if it could express its innermost feelings in poetic form.

This hilarious, insightful book confirms what we've all long suspected - that inside every dog is the soul of a poet. From retrieving sticks to rivalry with cats; from cold winter walks to endlessly chasing tennis balls, no stone of a dog's life is left unturned.

With a delightful photo alongside every haiku, this is the perfect gift for any dog lover.

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Autorenporträt
Jamie Coleman has been looking deeply into the eyes of dogs for many years. He works in publishing and lives in south London with his wife, son and a lurcher called Scout. This is his first collection of poetry.