early morning sky
sun slides upwards through bare trees
dogs bark. foxes cough
early morning sky
sun slides upwards through bare trees
dogs bark. foxes cough
There’s a bedraggled but waggly queue outside the vet’s.
A woman in white inhales deeply and opens the glass door.
Only the dogs move.
The wire grass nipped and chewed to ground level, the sheep lightfoot bounce on the bright lit slopes. Baas on the baize. Dogs arrive.