Sunset, Little World

I lean against the chicken-wire fence, hoof trimmers hanging From my belt. In one hand, I hold your empty sippy-cup while the other Shades my eyes from the setting sun. Until a moment ago, I thought You were only steps behind me but when I reached the gate, I realized your Short strides no longer... Continue Reading →

And Then There Were Four: Saying Goodbye to Ali the Foster Donkey

Sweat ran down my spine in slow, chilly lines as I stood in the driveway with one hand shading my eyes from the sun and the other waving goodbye to a man and woman from central Texas who pulled away carefully in their large, white pickup truck. Attached to the back of their truck was... Continue Reading →

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