by CJ Maleney   Dec 1, 2019

Thunder is my shadow
His darkness is my cloak
His swiftness is my pace of mind
And his love is what I hold.

We may not be of the same race
But there is something that does bind
He scouts for danger up ahead
I survey what lurks behind

We do not speak a common tongue
And although we are not kin
I know that he would die for me
As I would do for him


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  • 1 week ago

    by Brenda

    Hi Craig! Nice to see you on site! Hope all is well with you. I really liked this a lot!

    • 1 week ago

      by CJ Maleney

      Hey up Bren.

      Glad you liked it.

      Not had much time to spare of late and when I do have time I'm either exhausted or something else desires my attention.

      Hopefully things will change at some point and I get back to having some proper down time.

      Craig x

  • 1 week ago

    by CJ Maleney

    Hey up mad cat lady. No not a new dog had him just over a year now. He's mad as a box of frogs but already very loyal x

  • 1 week ago

    by Kitty Cat Lady

    Oh sweet! Is this a new dog Craig? I love the sentiment here :-) x