Tues, Apr 9. 5:27 pm
They ranged from blue-black
through tan
to Pink.
And through their many dialects
I could hear their exortations,
"Pet me."
I demurred,
saying my touch was
not quite right.
Perhaps,
I said,
someday
she
may
come here.
(my journal says the Day Use Area near Glenwood.)
Whereupon there came a clamor. "Why isn't she here?!?!!" They kept it up for some minutes until, despite the difficulties we had, I knew I couldn't go on without her.
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