Friday, May 13, 2016

The Look Says It All

Dusty peers into the unknown. 

This dog of mine. This elderly pup. This once-spunky Labrador. This unsteady stepper. He seems to know stuff ahead of time. See the look? The look says it all. The look says, "Don't try to hide it. You're going somewhere." There's no evidence. Not a suitcase in sight. And yet, he senses it. The abandonment. The betrayal. He knows without knowing. He's psychic that way. He tells the future with his eyes. See the look? The look says it all.  The look says, "Where are you going? And when will you be back?" 

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