I smiled

this morning

when you

saw me

and wagged

your tail,

ok, it was only

a tiny bit,

yet it was

a flag of

hope,

you’d turned 

a corner.

I was amused when

you sniffed at

your breakfast,

and then,

ever so politely

declined.

I laughed

when you

let me know

that you’d 

be ok with 

eating a dog

biscuit, ok, maybe

two,

and some liver

pate.

I cried in 

the kitchen

after you’d

gone into the

yard,

relief washing 

over me like rain.

~Lu