This is Princess
One late afternoon, she stood silent on the hard hot pavement.
tired … lost and uncertain where her next step will be.
A tag on her neck showed how far she was from home.
Was that a tear on her eyes ?
No soft whimper or growl escaped her dry mouth.
Only the palpable fear of unknown on her quivering flesh.
I took her home and
wondered what was Inside Princess mind as she looked outside.
Late at night, she was picked up by the local county animal care.
A week later, Princess reunited with her owner.
Today . . . this image of Princess bring back memories … and
I often wonder what was inside Princess mind then.
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