Cali, on the left, Chloe on the right
Last Christmas, she was in her new home, with memories of the steel bars of the kill shelter still in her head. She was tentative, uncertain, lucky that the woman from Rosier Days Dog Rescue chose her among all the others to save from that terrifying place where her time had run out. Up the coast she came, from California, to Victoria, B.C., where a series of good people cared for her until my daughter found her. They call her "Cali" for California. Look at her smile now! She is grateful. She is happy. She knows she is home. She knows she is loved.
One small scared brown dog
rescued from the brink of death
Run fast, Cali, and leave those
bad memories far behind
for Karin's prompt at Real Toads: to take a letter of the alphabet (I chose C) and free write with pen and paper, then revise.