The Red Dog
by Laura Jensen
You know that he is going to die as soon as I tell you he is standing beside me his hair in spikes and dripping from his body. He turns his head. Canadian geese all of them floating along the shore. The red dog is swimming for them only his head shows now they flap into a curve and move farther along the bay. You know that he is going to die this is the time for it this is the best time for it while there is a way to vanish while the geese are moving off to be their hard sounds as their bodies leave the water.
