i went running this afternoon. first time since kiawah had to leave.
maybe it was my imagination, maybe it was something else but...on my way back over the brooklyn bridge i looked down and...i could see her running along side me. the way she looked when she was healthy.
she loved to run.
anyway i saw her clearly running, hind legs kicking, tongue flapping to the side as she ran. i forgot that her tongue did that and it made me smile. she ran ahead and then slowed down - in a little game of catch me if you can that she loved. one of the reasons that she couldn't be off her lead unless in a secure area. but today she was off the lead and running with me.
then after we got to carroll and clinton she was gone...
i like to think that the next time i go for my run she will be back by my side.
2 comments:
i'm so glad Kiawah ran with you Friday!
Have you met any of her doppelgangers on the street yet? When Trotsky died, everytime i saw a dog like him for a while they WERE him and i would cry...
Yes, Sam! A few times! And absolutely catches me off guard and the tears begin...
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