The dog that lives next door walked me to my destination and back tonight. I guess moments like this are pivotal in a friendship. He couldn't understand what I was rambling on about as we walked, but he stayed by my side none-the-less. A few times he ran up ahead of me, surveyed the horizon, and then turned its head back, waiting.
He's not an attractive dog. You can see his ribcage, his black fur is dull and blotchy, and his movements are odd and jerky. But his tail wags when he sees a kind face, his eyes twinkle, and you can feel and sense his happiness at him seeing you.
He might just be being nice because I feed him sometimes. Or maybe because people treat him blugh. Whatever the reason, I found an uncanny friend.
I still mutter 'please don't bite me' nervously when he decides to jump and fidgit around me. I've also enforced a no touching policy - so I can keep my wudu and refrain from touching any bugs that may wind up on him. So I guess this is a weird type of friendship - unless you consider the fact that he's a guy. In that respect, the lack of trust, the threat of pain, and the no contact rule, doesn't seem odd at all ;).
When silence is louder than the ruffling wind,
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Black-beauty; my friend,
fills my yang heart with his altruistic ying
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