Sunday Photo Fiction: It’s Her


There sits the statue of a dog. I remember a certain dog.  She had the qualities of queenleness, loyalty, and love. She was the bringer of fun to a childhood of bike rides down the off leash paths and long walks in the river valley. 

 She ran for miles with my Dad. My Mom said it would not surprise her if that is how the dog died, running her heart out. My Dad had a t-shirt that read: My running partner has four legs. The dog didn’t leave this world running; I don’t think anybody does. 

To me the dog  was a snuggle buddy at whatever time she wished. She would jump up on the couch and put her right paw on me and lean into me until a soft furry tummy was revealed. She’d push her nose into my hand and when I put my head down she’d strike with kisses. 

But our best friends, leave us at a time not of their choice. They are inflicted with sickness, sometimes, ill health that a vet cannot even diagnose. I woke fifteen minutes too late to say goodbye to her. I petted her anyways, she had this beautiful soft fawn coat. 

And I stroked her back and her little ears as she lay on the counter in the back of the vet. She was to be cremated. The blanket she was covered with was truly the veil of death, taking her away. My Dad and I tried not to cry as we both went out to the car. But tears escaped us as we drove home.

 No dog is exactly the same, but they are each unique. Their time in years is short, but they are never forgotten. I place my hand on the statue and memories flood my mind. This statue is not of her, but to me, in my heart, it’s Nikki. 

  
Thanks to Alistair Forbes for hosting! 

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Poem:  Sonnet – Get Out Tonight


Half awake  girl, in your night time world;

Got to get out tonight, got to dance, got to whirl.

There’s no time for sleep, find your makeup and curls;

Got to get out tonight, got to dance, got to whirl.

Night time girl, catch the laughter and cheer;

Got to get out tonight, got to dance, got to whirl.

Sweet-heart turned to heartbreaker, have another beer;

Got to get out tonight, got to dance, got to whirl. 

Lady of the dawn, drink water, take Advil;

Got to get on home, got to sleep, everything whirls.

All your girls are passing out, the morning comes still;

Got to get on home, got to sleep, everything whirls.

Half awake girl, in your night time world;

Stay home tonight, watch Netflix, things still whirl.