Which way will we go?!

Down 111 Avenue, up 92 Street, over to 118th Avenue??

Which way?

You stop, the fur standing straight up on your neck

It’s a rabbit!

Let’s look at the rabbit!

“Come on, Lucy” I haul you back.

Is that a kitty under that porch? Let’s go look at her.

“Lucy! Leave the cat!”

You shrug your shoulders, a begrudging O.K.

Taking inventory of your territory

You notice every change every nuance.

At home, I give you a treat and prepare to leave

Knowing that when I return

You will be on the other side of the door

Asleep

Your paw over your nose

Dreaming of our next great adventure.

Lucy