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Tag Archive 'Walks with Sierra'

With Me Always

This they have never done before. The geese were all just outside our house this morning, pup. It was curious. I walked the drive to meet them and they did not rush off. Instead they watched me. Unafraid. One in particular did not take his eyes from me. The others calmly stretched. They ate in […]

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We Shall Meet Again

Not yet twenty-four hours have passed, since I left you. Already though, much has happened and I feel a burden lifted. I have been back to the ruin, momma, and she was there. It was as though she expected me. She rose from the stoop with doll in hand and a warm smile to greet […]

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Certain Things We Know

There are certain things we know; we intuit. Death has hounded me for months. I can even smell it on my breath. We’ve done a masterful job of staying just ahead of it. Outrunning it. Outsmarting it. But it is the natural order of things, momma. And death is relentless. I see it every day […]

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Everlasting

We have come full circle, you and I. Today you made me scrambled eggs. That was our first meal together, momma. Do you remember? That day I came to your door and asked you with my eyes—would you take me in? You said yes. “Yes, sweet pup. I will take care of you.” Then, I […]

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Want for Nothing

In my dreams, I’m a young pup again. Eager to hunt and play, I rise without effort. My eyes do not deceive me—and my steps are steady and sure. All steel and stealth, am I. In my dreams, my formidable presence sends the birds to flight. Even my shadow makes the geese scurry. Squirrels scramble […]

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Homecoming

Today was my homecoming. My joy was tempered by utter exhaustion and the look on momma’s face when the doctors gave her the word. I know her tears well. I am an old man, momma. This we knew from the start. So, let us make the most of each day I am granted. “Try to […]

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Missing You

I think about you from my hospital room. It is strange to sleep here—without you nearby. Without the comfort of your breathing. Amid the whimpers of a stranger next door. I have had a full life. And I am tired. I rest my head, grateful for the soft quilt beneath me. It still smells of […]

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An Old Soul

People tell me I’m an old soul. Truth is, I’m somewhere between 10 and 14 years old but nobody knows for sure. Mom says I’m “10 years older than God.” I think she is dyslexic and correct her. “Dog” I say, but she doesn’t understand me—even though I understand most of what she says—so, it […]

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