FC: I was in between. Fiercely independent, had money saved up, and some time before I went west.
1: My roommate called. Someone found a runaway dog. Dominoe. Named her after the damsel in Sharky's Machine.
2: Malnourished, skittish, afraid of a raised hand.
3: We walked into the woods, she always following a few yards away, my buddy.
4: One day we drove farther and walked in the autumn leaves.
5: Met an old friend. We chatted about 15 minutes, and I turned around.
7: She was GONE
8: I was hours running up and down the trail, crying out her name. I was worthless. I could take care of myself, but no one else, worthless.
9: darkness | I would camp out, return the next day. I would do that every day until I found her. Every day.
10: I cried back to the car... and there she was, waiting for me.
11: My awareness became a circle of responsibility of more than just myself.
12: We drove across the country, we had adventures, to new exciting lands.
13: CAMPING | What a beautiful view! | Made a home in Arizona. We were companions.
15: We parted permanently, but I never forgot what I learned that day in the woods.