dog night

by underswansea


If I couldn’t build a fire would I coax her over for warmth? Would she obey? If she was hungry would she consider me different? We are both animals after all. Our relationship isn’t based on love. We need each other. I give her food. She puts up a fuss when a cougar or bear gets close. She doesn’t run even though she will lose. When we are back inside she takes small pieces of meat from my hand. When I think about the trail she awakes, nudging me, saying, ‘Lets go.’