The Time Between…


When we rescued Teddy in March of 2015, her age wasn’t known, best guess is three or four. She’s a wonderful dog who runs the show, dictating when it is time to eat, walk and get petted. The above shot is of that time between these main events, a period of watchful boredom for her; i.e., she’ll be ready to go at a moment’s notice, or nap. If you’re looking for a dog, try a local rescue organization. It’s a dog’s “heart”, not pedigree, that matters.

Published by 67steffen

My labels: grandfather, father, veteran, writer, poet, photographer and dreamer in pursuit of the meaning of life. Getting close, although I'm running out of time--probably why I'm so close.

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