Ode to a Pistol Posted on January 25, 2012 by Darlene Franklin-Campbell Photograph by R.A.W. Photography Copyright 2009 Hyena kitten soft, playful, unreal hyena, who would eat my hair whenever I held her. Poor eyesight bizarre sense of feline humor a tortoise shell of color patches growling at stuffed dogs and swatting her shadow my little Pistol. 00Share this: In 1983October 25, 2007PoetryParadise, Muhlenburg CountyApril 18, 2011Poetry
Thank you, Joyce. I found her dead by the porch over the weekend. I don’t know what happened to her. She was very old. Reply ↓
Cute!
Thank you, Maggie Mae:)
Great description.
Thank you, Joyce. I found her dead by the porch over the weekend. I don’t know what happened to her. She was very old.