Is this what its like to be god?

Ive just been walking my Spanish water dog in the fens, we have several walks today our path was over grown.    She was way laid by something tasty, shes a rescue dog and eats everything, anyway, i was far ahead when she came running through the thick grass, tongue lolling to the side, her golden tresses stark against green.    My partner is not gormless, she looks like it sometimes, with the expression on her face.

My other dog , a small jack russell sleeps on my bed sometimes, warm, cuddly, yipping occasionally in her sleep.  As it is in Black Marigolds, " then is my heart buried alive in snow."