Dominoe by Alan Levine ** made with Bubblr (PIMPAMPUM)
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I was in between. Fiercely independent, had money saved up, and some time before I went west.

- My roommate called. Someone found a runaway dog.
Dominoe.

- Named her after the damsel in Sharky's Machine.

- Malnourished, skittish, afraid of a raised hand.

- We walked into the woods, she always following a few yards away, my buddy.

- One day we drove farther and walked in the autumn leaves.

- Met an old friend.
We chatted about 15 minutes, and I turned around.

- She was GONE.
I was hours running up and down the trail, crying out her name.
I was worthless. I could take care of myself, but no one else, worthless.

- Darkness.
I would camp out, return the next day. I would do that every day unti I found her.
Every day.

- I cried back to the car... and there she was, waiting for me.

- My awareness became a circle of responsibility of more than just myself.

- We drove across the country...

- ...we had adventures

- We found new exciting lands.

- We looked around...

- We made a home in Arizona.

- We parted permanently, but I never forgot what I learned that day in the woods.

- Dominoe.