Writing from a Painting Workshop
Mary was a black Scottish terrier.
She was only 7 years old when she ran away.
She never barked, ever.
She was never taught any tricks.
Her owner, Anthony, always beat her for no reason.
Mary always obeyed Anthony, but when Anthony got loud,
Mary would quiver down to the ground and roll up into a ball,
Acting like she was sleeping.
Until recently, Anthony hit her so hard that she yelped in pain.
Mary never barks, ever.
That night, she tore through the back screen door,
And ran for her life.
She ran the entire night through just to evade her owner.
By dawn the next morning, she woke up in a field,
Surrounded by beautiful flowers and the fresh smell of summer.
Their was a pond nearby.
As she went to take a drink from the fresh water pond,
She happened to notice a butterfly fluttering about.
Mary pointed her snout in the air to sniff out the flying insect.
The sun was bright that day, little clouds.
A perfect summer afternoon.
As she went to smell the bug,
The monarch butterfly landed on her snout for a brief moment,
Then started to fly away.
Mary’s nose started to twitch and then she let out two big sneezes.
As she sat their and watched the butterfly hover through the fields,
She started barking at the once caterpillar as it flew away.
Mary started chasing the butterfly and ran off into the field,
Never to be seen again.
Mary never barks.