whispering your name

where does your spirit go? when you are released, do you run as fast as you can, past the boundaries of the fence, around the other side of the barn and off down the road with long, strong legs? or do you fly? does the wind lift the wispy fine fur around your ears and is your sighthound vision crystal clear again so that you can follow whichever movement strikes your fancy? are you waiting outside of the house where morgan and stanley live, barking for them first today? have you joined up with our 26, making 27? you are the youngest today, once again. does my special whistle ring in your ears?
now, it is the end of the long day, the end of an era, and i stand before your bed, hollow. can i let you go? do you miss us?

basha isabella blue dancer

isabella

bella

bella-boo

isabella

run with the wolves, my beloved bella