Footprints in the Sky

The fact she had three legs never seemed to bother her too much, while not the most graceful or nimble canine in her old age she could still get around.


She found them under a rain slicker, an old pair of snow boots, Duck boots we called them sometimes, She wiped the dust off them quickly with a rag & high-tailed it back up the stairs.

Sirius glowed strongly & Canis Major was radiating overhead.

I thought about the little I knew of fixing old telescopes,

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