Fern
We met him at a fast food parking lot in Midway, Kentucky
He was Smokey then, smiling on a cool grey afternoon
Sparkling ice blue eye,
the other so brown
Set in his fine fur face
Black ‘n’ white Border mix
His coat a tuxedo affair
Husky warm whipped fluff shirt
White paws ready to pounce
bust down walls
bring buckets of rescue to the unsuspecting
Love soft served
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I love all of this, but especially the ending. So sweet!
Thank you Carrie!