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a bright red bloomed from her forehead,

panic welled up inside me

as i failed to see dance of her tail and the gleam in her eye —

she was in no pain –

just a scrape! silly human woman!

would you like me to show you the hole in the fence?

i washed her up – now that was the affront! –

a dab of ointment and off she went….

while i put fence mending on tomorrow’s to do list….

 

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About eteal

Reverend Teal is a minister, chaplain, artist and storyteller. She specializes in the human-animal bond and all its healing aspects.
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