Billie’s dim
Says her human (my son)
So what exactly does that mean?
I watched her as we sat on the porch this morning.
She laid down on my feet—she loves being close
From time to time she went and stood at the door
looking in
Patiently waiting for her human who was sleeping in.
She’d circle back to me and lay her head on my leg
looking up at
me with deep brown eyes.
Billie’s dim
If that means she’s fiercely loyal—to the point of doing
whatever her human asks
if it means unquestioning, unconditional love
if he’s talking about how she follows him up and down
the stairs
and how she retrieves a ball over and over—just to please
him
then, yes, maybe she’s dim.
Buried in the heart of this creature of God is love and
friendship
Pure and free with no strings attached
So maybe she bumps into things and is distracted by noises
in the dark
But she will always be at the door, tail wagging and eager
When her human, his family and his friends came in
And she will always love with her whole being—always.
