It was a dark and weirdly warm day, down by the farmers fields. By late afternoon I had some juice, so we drove down the muddy road and then I stood outside in the mild breeze and threw his ball to make him run and smile and leap and stretch.
Then we said goodnight to the darkening skies and the distant headlights and the Goshawk, flown into the oasis trees ,and gone to bed.
I stuck the Shepherd back in the car, grateful for him and the car and the day and tennis balls and standing outside and fresh air .
And we both smiled all the way home and then crashed out together, muddy, on the broad waiting bed.
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