what is it now
My puppy ran past me with purpose
I was thinking squirrel or rabbit
Relieved he returned empty mouthed
Not like the time he dropped a dead squirrel
At my feet in the living room
Frozen, it landed with a clunk next to my bare foot
Copyright © Caren Krutsinger | Year Posted 2025
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