Prompts

A pet crate sits open on the counter of the veterinarian’s office.

Endless stories pour out of me

And nestle in my brain

Stories

Of joy

Of grief

Of the possibility of a new family member

Of the loss of an old one

Of a rescue

Of a life saved

Of a life lost

Or maybe it’s just a donation of a crate

But the simple truth is

There is an open crate sitting on the counter.

And really, every moment is like that.

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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1 Response to Prompts

  1. Mickey Taylor says:

    I’ve gone through this whole thing just as you describe. Was almost in tears when suddenly the Vet Assistant came out and thanked a woman with her for giving them the crate. I had a moment of relief before I started fretting over what had happened that she no longer needed the crate😧

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