Tanka - Prairie Dogs

The black dog and I

Wander across the prairie

We two are the same

Both of questionable blood

Finding fortune where we can

 

08.05.2007

Zero Anon

 

It’s funny, sometimes, where you find your muse.  While back on the reservation last summer, I made the acquaintance of a stray dog.  She was often my companion during the week, just looking for a friendly hand and perhaps a few scraps from the table.  I wish I could have taken her home, but I guess she already was.

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