I step inside to brew more tea
leaving Clover lying flat
beside my picnic table/desk
When I return with a full pot
she is still lying flat
beside my picnic table/desk
Her feather boa tail wags in a slow circle
I step inside to brew more tea
leaving Clover lying flat
beside my picnic table/desk
When I return with a full pot
she is still lying flat
beside my picnic table/desk
Her feather boa tail wags in a slow circle
Tilly spent last week at the kennel while we were on vacation. Then, over the weekend, she was crazy with excitement at being home. Today? She’s nearly comatose catching up on her sleep. Normally, any time I rouse to get a snack or another cup of tea or coffee, she gets up and follows me, especially if she hears a bag rustling with the hope of a possible treat for her. Not today. The only movement I’ve seen is from the couch to the little bit of linoleum by the front door. She must have gotten hot.
i can picture it, and i like what i see.
Also, i like the name of charity’s dog. Tilly.
great imagery – sparse, but so much room for creative imagination – especially with that ending!
Feather boa tail!