Dog Hair

If you visited my house 
you could never leave 
without dog hair.
Frequent vacuuming made
little difference.
I don’t even know 
if it all came from her.
Maybe a secret factory
managed by elves
who cranked out the endless supply
on the floors and furniture
and everyone’s clothing.
Two weeks now since
our ol’ girl left us. 
I have to admit the elves 
must be laid off – the house is becoming
oddly absent of yellow labrador hair.
Until I brought out a shawl this morning
with her message,
“Wear this in remembrance of me.”