Midnight @ the Bachelor Pad
She stands stark still, after she first exits our abode. Observing the “scene”…sniffing the air … breathing in the scent of all that have passed this way…human or otherwise. I touch the neck of her fluffy mane, and say “NO BARK”. I stand for a while watching her perusal of her perceived domain. SHE’s A GOLDEN FLOCK GUARDIAN As the cold night air hits my … Continue reading Midnight @ the Bachelor Pad