Thinking of the Great Escape

Spectator at the Virginia Horse Center

Did you think the sweet white dog looking out the window of this van was a painting?  I thought so too at first because he was so still.  But then he moved and looked right at me with that sadness in his eyes.  “I’m man’s best friend but they left me here and let the horses out.”

My heart went all the way across the parking lot at the Virginia Horse Center and landed right next to this little fellow.

He looked quite comfortable of course, and well taken care of, but I could see he was planning a great escape. “I’m going to live where dogs are valued the same as horses,” I imagined him saying.  “Will you help me get out of here?  Lemme out already!”

“You figure it out sir, ” I said.  “And when I see you get free, I will drive the getaway car.”