Story in Seven: No words beginning or ending in “s”

The tree rat escaped while the hawk, aground, walked with a rustle of leaf litter. Tripped by a branch and falling to a knee, I watched the fuzzy tail disappear behind a tree.

Did it go up? Did it run on?

Once, a dog duo tracked the path and offered directional pointing.

I growl in frustration for not being a canine. I weep in the woodlot for my lost team.


One thought on “Story in Seven: No words beginning or ending in “s””

  1. Hi Lee. Think about you and Jack a lot. Let me know when and if you would like some photos and video I took of your team when there. I miss them too and can only imagine… How is Mischief?

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