(Posting a day late)
Today’s prompt was to write a lune, which is a simplified version of a haiku, dependent on number of words rather than number of syllables per line.
The Call of the Wild
She sits afield,
head raised, sniffing air, awaiting
her destiny’s voice.
Pushing the Bruise 
I love it. What a cute dog. You captured her exactly.
She is adorable, Tonia. I’ve come to love her. She has the softest ears on the planet, and the pudgiest pettable rump ever.