If I am repaired, can we meet again for the first time, in all of the places I have feared to go, and then, again, in all of the places I will have forgotten, if I am repaired?



Saturday, August 10, 2013

On Gain

     He had acquired a dog. For now, anyway. It was the neighbors. They left it behind, or so it seemed, when they sold and moved from the trailer on the hill above him. He didn’t mind. It was a fine dog: loving, well behaved, clean. It surprised him how ideal a pet the animal was after living where it had, in the squalor and drugs of that trailer. He refused to give his neighbors any benefit of doubt, credit for the dog's good nature, guessing instead that they couldn’t beat the kindness out it.

     The dog was a male of mixed breeding, red with a hint of black saddle. It had the knot of a bloodhound on the top of its skull and the manipulative eyes of a Labrador. It slept on his bed as he wrote, snoring softly at times and bear-like at others, but soundly and contented.

     He had acquired a dog. For now anyway. And he didn’t mind at all.


  1. Man's best friend....and now he's found one of his own.
    Lucky dog.

  2. Ohh how cute he is....Steven

    what's his name?

  3. Good Bo! And how lucky he is to have found you =)

  4. a handsome figure

    and a complicated and beautifully uncomplicated relationship to follow:)


  5. A dog can sense a kind soul... and he looks great behind the driver's seat.

  6. A handsome chap! Long happiness ahead for both, I think! How's his driving btw...?


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