Monday, February 14, 2011

A visit at night

It's rained in the evening. Your rug would be soaked. You would all be wet.

I am sitting by my window, just switched on Colors of the Wind. I see Mother walking by my house, on the other side of the road. Then two pups come from the other side. Then the bandaged one appears. Oh, how it breaks my heart. How i'd love to go out and welcome you all, except you'd never leave, and the nasty guys above would create a stink and hurt you all.

The gate was open, the pups come into our drive, followed by Mother. Silence. I am worried that you are all lying under the car. If the guy goes out at night you could be below the car. Then suddenly you all go running out, with the driveway mop in your mouths, tugging at it. You deposit it next to the gate. Then you go off.

I wish the occupants of both floors above would leave so you could all come and live in our driveway/front. But then you'd be scratching our door all (day and) night ! I hope you find a dry spot to sleep in, dear ones. God bless You all, God protect you all, divine ones.