I'd have called him Russet or Burns, if he were still around. I don't think he saw the light of this morning. He got ran over, and was found placed in a corner of his sanctuary - the neighborhood park.
Funny, that I liked him more than his siblings. Funny, that I saw something special in him, by the way of his interaction with the world. Funny, that I also suspected this day to come. But optimism can go along with calculated fears; every day I urged him to take care out there, in the hope that experience will come his way sooner than accident.
All he had to do was survive his childhood. Him dying now corrupts my morning thought.
RIP
Funny, that I liked him more than his siblings. Funny, that I saw something special in him, by the way of his interaction with the world. Funny, that I also suspected this day to come. But optimism can go along with calculated fears; every day I urged him to take care out there, in the hope that experience will come his way sooner than accident.
All he had to do was survive his childhood. Him dying now corrupts my morning thought.
RIP
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