The Truth of a Dog

She had lost part of the family.dog day 2

She had lost…a friend.

And, for the first time in a long while, I turned the car radio down.

I had pushed pass a time to begin…again.

My intention?

To pay attention to all the passing souls.

To give notice towards those for whom the bell has toll-ed.

And, as I flipped through the pages of memories.

I felt…

‘what a basic human need to concede…’

Give reverence to a friend’s remorse.

I wept audibly with the hum of my car.

Embracing those I had known.

How palpably they had gone.

But the gifts they gave.

They were never…too far.

Not too soon…Not too much later…

Her loss became my loss.

Than as if planned…

a spotted paw.

My dog’s intrinsic gesture to revoke the heart from breaking.

Not a genuflection of annoyance.

But a touch for understanding.

The mournful to look in his eyes…

Meant grief did not need to be just mine…for the undertaking.

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I did not fall in love with him.  He fell in love with me.  He had seen  in me…all the good things I could not see.  The brashness in my style.  The progressing lack of smile.  Yet, during my indifference…he has been there all the while.

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Magoo’s Law #10

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When owning a dog?  Chaos will always win! It’s better organized and quicker on its feet!

In truth,

there is and always will be…

A low-key character and undisciplined friend!  Definitely, a hard bone to bury.  Conceivably, it is a somber day when we discover which one we are…

The quiet one that travels…discretely?

Or,

the one that takes life too far?

So, perhaps,

it is best to be the third wheel!

The one who drives the getaway car!imageedit_53_7192387778imageedit_47_7389734741

Loosing Chase

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I watch them chase sled-necks.

Fierce determination in their eyes.

Whilst humans grapple with putting what with why.

Soon a chilled day on ice…becomes less of a struggle.

As a party of three,

we offer up the only homemade prayer that seems fitting…

‘this short life is not just for the taking…

It is for the smiles were are giving.’

Bold is the way of a… Beabull

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The only miscalculated prospect about walking in the woods with a headstrong dog?  He would just assume leave you to…chase the wind or scrounge in places he does not belong!