This writing emerged during a remission from depression, which usually flares for me in autumn. Here is recognition and acknowledgement of my condition, one that afflicts far too many of us, while living in the moment.
This is the last post of the dog series to be shared for awhile. The image is somewhat incongruent. It is meant to show what a formidable beast the Dog is. Thank you. My next post will take a definite change of tone.
This is the first of a short series of what I call DOG POEMS. They take the tone of coyote tales I’ve heard and read. They were inspired by a great cream color dog who mostly eats and sleeps at my house. Little else. There aren’t any lessons from these brief stories. I hope you enjoy them and they raise a smile.