I had a trip in Earl Bales Park

it is white and cold

it is windy and slippery

but we’re brave and playful

she’s on the leash

she’s hopping

she’s pulling

she’s running

her nose is white with snow

she’s galloping

she’s wild

I trip

I get up

she’s pulling too hard

I trip again

I run up the hill

but I can’t

I can’t catch her

she’s flying

I want to fly too

HEAL! HEAL!

STOP! STOP!

SIT! SIT!

STAY! STAY!

but she won’t hear me

she won’t look at me

she won’t listen

to me

’cause a big mastiff

is commmiinggg

and she wants to.. to…

smell his nose

WHAT IS SHE THINKING?

my little pug

fancy she’s a big pit bull scaring the mastiff away?