Whenever the sun rose, Doughy would be waiting.
They took strolls around town and conversed with the locals
he bought Doughy treats to enjoy under a shady tree.
At night, he left the door open in case Doughy got cold
But this night was different.
The neighbors awoke to a desperate cry that pierced their ears
they soon crowded the door to see the scene.
Doughy sat behind the crowd of people, confused
he got up on his four paws and ran off
darting across the village, leaving behind a dust cloud
until he found himself panting in front of an empty field.
Doughy’s gaze softened as he remembered the first time they met
his long dishevelled body collapsed onto the flaky ground
his thoughts dozed off to peaceful times
tomorrow when the calm sun rises
he dreamt of waking up next to his owner