Dogs, eyes
August 19, 2008 – 10:43 pmI’m no dog lover. I can’t bear to touch their thick shaggy fur - I don’t know why. I think it’s dirty - but then what is soap for? I keep my distance, hoping it doesn’t try to lick me, as it is always prone to do due to its old age and failing sight.
The dog is old. It can’t frolick about, nor do any silly doggie tricks. Its limbs are stiff. I don’t expect it to live much longer.
But there are times I stare into the deep soft brown eyes of the dog, and I think maybe it isn’t so bad after all. Its eyes are, to say the least, beautiful. For a moment, I feel as if I can understand why eyes are one of the most expressive features. I feel as if dog and human - we could connect. Then it slowly rises and ambles toward me, and I pull away. Maybe not.
One Response to “Dogs, eyes”
boomer!!! too cute. I can sense his cuteness all the way from here. lolz. >
By BronzyBaby on Aug 21, 2008