Wednesday, November 13, 2024

THE TRANSIENT FRIEND

 Gentle Readers . . . and Maxwell,

I was working in the yard a few days ago and needed something from the garage. I realized someone was watching me.

I went in and out of the garage for hours, grabbing various tools and then putting them away. He was always there. I got as close to him as I dared. His name is Buddy. We chatted. Penelope and Princess accepted his gentle presence without question or barking.


In the early post-Daylight Saving Time darkness, I bade him good night. 

He wasn't there in the morning and hasn't returned, but I left the door open for him. 





You are always welcome here, Buddy.

Infinities of love,

Janie Junebug

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