8 thoughts on “A Sunday Walk – Poem: October 13 2013

      • Very wise…I used to work when I had my Borzoi (russian wolfhound) her fer was that of a deer and there was a wooded area behind our house…they were allowed to hunt only with archery at some time in the fall…when she ran away I would go bonkers.


        • Oh I can imagine you would…here there really isn’t much for anyone to hunt anymore…just little bird! But off they go anyway, and one really has to be careful ’cause they often shoot at anything that moves.


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