"Tracker" February 9 1999
Dog
I met Tracker at the local humane society
where I was a volunteer dogwalker.
We enjoyed many afternoon walks together.
He lived in the corner cage
and was ever vigilant and exuberant.
When I arrived at the shelter one day he was gone.
Thinking he had finally been adopted
I felt so happy for him.
But my happiness turned to anger and grief
when I learned
that he had been euthanized the previous day.
Tracker wasn't my pet
but I loved him as if he were.
He was a sweetie and I miss him still.
Philip
| Tracker |
| Philip |