Saturday, November 9, 2013


Uncalled, she comes over to me as I sit in my chair and places her muzzle on the inside of my knees an stares at me, unflinching.
What does she see in me?  I dreamed of being with a human and experiencing the same reaction as I do with her but, it wasn't to be. Here in this sweet being is a heart and mind of purity and she isn't even human.  She's total innocence and knows no remorse nor grudge.  Nothing I do can be ill.  I am her hero.  I am her reason to be ---- and she is mine.  Dear Shade - are you a reality or simply a dog.  No, no - you are a savior of rationality, and at the same time a chalice of sweet wine.