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With the Furrologists new obsession with H2O, we found our new daily routine. In the mornings, I ran a small stream for him to lick from and in the evenings, I ran the stream for his little bath. But it was this one particular night, as I recall, that I was cleaning up my dishes and kitchen and heard thumping noises.

One of the Furrologist's favorite discoveries was the bathroom. There was just something interesting about H2O. My mornings of brushing my teeth and rinsing with the water running really started to pique his curiosity. Booger would almost beat me to the sink, then sit patiently as I did my routine; watching everything I did with great intrigue. So, of course, I placed my hand under the faucet so the water could run down my palm and into my cupped fingers, which I angled toward Booger.

Tanaka Poetry file of '88- '97; the last poem written… “An Empty Palm” I wish you could feel all the happiness I see For every smile in my day There’s a joyful tear for me A fallen star on the clearest night If I truly believed in it Would everything in my life turn out right? Just when I think there isn’t any hope…

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Tanaka Poetry file of '88- '97 “My Willingness has been Challenged” Come walk with me, there is a story to tell It’s been hidden so long, I may even dwell Your nights may be lonely, your days extremely long But always remember, time simply rolls along The world can be cold and almost life threatening However, not meeting your challenges makes life most regretting…

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Tanaka Poetry file of '88- '97 “Can I Light You a Candle in Passion” If I think about our love In a time that has past I get to remembering about the happy times The hours spent hearing you laugh Didn’t know I paid attention To all the differences of your world You certainly got me to look…

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Tanaka Poetry file of '88- '97 “Branching Out” I used to sit in the dark and dwell All those speechless breaths never to tell I prayed for a savior to help me Only as they walked away, I fell to my knees I gave up, only to find a lonely peace To my surprise, someone who speaks I can hear, speak and they listen…

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Tanaka Poetry file of '88- '97 “My Life and I” There are many of me, there are many of you But no matter what, there are always two The life with-in, the life with-out Never knowing which is which, or what they’re about So many differences that it’s hard to care With few same nesses that they might share…

Tanaka Poetry file of '88- '97 “Is It Me” When there was a time I wasn’t there When there was a Friend I didn’t care When I was alone I couldn’t be Now I know I wasn’t me Am I strong enough? To stand on my own Will I ever Find my own home Tanaka Smyth This is the fourteenth poem of the novel.

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Tanaka Poetry file of '88- '97 “To Dance another Song” I would go on To tell myself to be strong I would go on To push away the hurt of this painful song My beauty and passion Have always been my naked truths I will go on To cover up my innocent soul I will go on Hiding a weakness I’ll never show…

Tanaka Poetry file of '88- '97 “Alone in Wonder” We haven’t talked in a long while It’s been about that long since I’ve seen your smile There haven’t been any hugs to recall I’m sure we’ve built another wall Our last time snuggling is pretty faded These gloomy days have gotten more shaded Kissing has been replaced with a peck on the cheek…

Smears from the Poopologist: On call this weekend. So, I had the park crew leave me some flowers and plants to freshen up the water and wastewater grounds. I reached out to some of the landscapers in the area and asked if they had any reject pots they would consider donating. Luckily, I got one who did. They gave me four huge pots about 3ft wide and 4ft tall that had chips in them.

Tanaka Poetry file of '88- '97 “Tomorrow’s Sun” I drove all night to see the sun I wasn’t alone but I was the only one The people on the radio never smiled But the songs they played were crazy and wild There were many dreams and some visions But mostly asked myself questions I stop for a long while…

Tanaka Poetry file of '88- '97 “When the truth is only a lie” Why are you crying, how bad could it be I know I’ve been lying but it’s not changing me I’m the person you met; I’m the one you’ve been loving The mistakes aren’t yours so ignore the way I’ve been covering We’ve been through allot, climbing so many hills…