I was in between. Fiercely independent, had money saved up, and some time before I went west.
My roommate called. Someone found a runaway dog. Dominoe.
Named her after the damsel in Sharky's Machine.
Malnourished, skittish, afraid of a raised hand.
We walked into the woods, she always following a few yards away, my buddy
One day we drove farther and walked in the autumn leaves.
Met an old friend. We chatted about 15 minutes,
.... and I turned around....
She was gone!
I was hours running up and down the trail, crying out her name. I was worthless.
I could take care of myself, but no one else, worthless.
Darkness
I would camp out, return the next day. I would do that every day unti I found her. Every day.
I cried back to the car... and there she was, waiting for me!
My awareness became a circle of responsibility of more than just myself
We drove across the country, we had adventures, to new exciting lands.
Made a home in Arizona. We were companians.
We parted permanently, but I never forgot what I learned that day in the woods.
Dominoe
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