There's an Itching...

There's an Itching
two inches past that-spot-I-cannot-reach
buried in my hair
I reach, stretch roll-
to no avail
Somebody help me-
I roll on the carpet-

suddenly, a hand, buried deep in my dark locks

"Maxwell? Did you get into some garbage again?"

I feel a scratch-
AHA! He got it!
Thank you human.

A dog.

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