by Armydillo » Fri Nov 18, 2011 7:51 am
Dusk returned Parafait's howl and padded at a quick, steady pace back to the pack's camp.
Dawn groomed her singed fur and regained her gentle look. The scar would remain there for a while until it healed, so she licked her paw and drew it across her ear to help it heal.
Sometimes in life you've JUST got *.to.* move... ON.
And sometimes in life you've JUST got *.to.* ...stay where you ARE.
My Dog
You're one in a million, you're special to me. Affectionate, loyal, and good company.
You're there when I'm lonely, and life seems a bore, you cheer me and offer a comforting paw.
The look in your eyes says you quite understand, as you thrust a bewhiskered wet nose in my hand.
You never desert me wherever I go, you're a far better friend than some people I know!
I thank you by writing this short monologue, to my faithful, devoted companion ~ my dog. <3
© 1979 Jillie Wheeler.
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