You were Blue-eyed,
wild
A fierce and cautious beauty.
gentle spirit
Did you know how I loved you,
And how, while the rest of the world mourned for Paris,
I cried the saltiest tears
For you
that rainy fall night
when I heard you
Didn't come home,
One of your pups at your side.
You were not mine
But you haunt me
The same
Were you protecting your pup from
The cougar's watchful prey?
Was it your fate to be struck twice
By the feared and sleek predator
You survived the first time
and made the news ..
Your owner saving you
With all his heart.
Your wide eyed glance
CapturEd my heart
Like a love laced arrow
The first time we saw each other
I will not lose sight of you yet,
Nor give up hope
that You will return to your home,
to your pups.
and to the big, gallant
Baretoes
Who fathered them..
I pray for that news,
Bella the beautiful husky.
I will not forget you.
Your blue eyes will mesmerize me
in dreams
till we meet again
I can't stop,crying for a dog that wasn't mine... But she influenced a very big decision in my life. To help save the house of her owner...which was being foreclosed on, my partner and I went all out and paid the mortgage company what was owed. Truly, the decision was based on sympathy for our neighbor and for Bella who was pregnant at the time. I wondered what would become of her if she lost her home.
She survived one cougar attack a few years ago... And made the news. But she may not have escaped this time..she left the property with one of her 5 pups and hasn't made it back.. I'm heartbroken.
