March 11/365 Sweet Dreams

While my dog endures his treatment, I sleep with him in my son’s bed which sits lower to the floor, and requires less exertion from the canine heart. With the change of rooms, the change of windows, the nightmares return. Always a looming shape, a whispered word, and a jolt into consciousness. The light stays on.


5 thoughts on “March 11/365 Sweet Dreams

    • Unfortunately secret, not lie. And Rufus is hanging in there! His treatment requires that he be kept very, very quiet for at least a month after each shot — and he is a young, active dog. We’ll be out of the woods at the end of April, I hope.

      Liked by 2 people

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in: Logo

You are commenting using your account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s