i'm not sure where i was when i saw him but i saw him. i wasn't home. not the home i had come to know. but i knew it was him. his long, lean body. his curly tail. he had come back home. finally. he had been hiding behind some shrubs, in some tall grass. like nothing was. i picked him up and he didn't resist. he wasn't angry. or scared. i felt the weight of him and pulled him closer to me. i had almost forgotten what he looked like, what it felt like to hold him. but it all came back pretty quick. i held him close and stroked his head. i called him big guy and asked him where he had been all these days. i was too happy to be mad. my heart was too full.
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