Two dead guinea fowl and a wire trap around our puppy's neck.
A fountain dancing. The sunlight turning it to molten silver.
The puppy is ok. For a while we both panicked. Then I slowly unwound the wire from the tree, slipped it off his neck and just sat stroking him till both our hearts stopped lunging.
The fountain still dances under a silver moon.
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is your sweet puppy okay?
goodness. hope all is okay. hell of a dichotomy.
WHAT?!!!!
I am stunned.
I hope all is okay.
Love, Debi
my heart just cracked, hel
Please tell me the puppy is okay!!!
Poor pooch! I hope he/she is okay ...
some days are like that...extremes at both ends of the spectrum...hope your puppy is ok!!
Oh dear! I hope you and the puppy are both recovered. I hate those kind of things!
What a nightmare. Horrible.
Thaank you for this
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