Nancy Forrest
Stories (2/0)
Music and Merlot
Nora: Through most of this life, I have walked alone, even when surrounded by trusted allies and people who love me. Throughout, the elements have provided, but at a cost. It is not always a burden, nor does it come without a freedom, despite the balancing burden of responsibility. Ah, but I accept that the places I have been and the things I have done have brought me more satisfaction than I expected, despite the agonising losses. I have honed my gifts and my strength and found myself sure and firm in my own grounded feet. But Andrew O’Bannion was an unexpected gift, a boon that I had thought was lost long ago. I had expected a casual interlude. I received life’s ultimate gift: the return of my heart and soul.
By Nancy Forrest3 years ago in Humans
Xena, Warrior Princess
Honeysuckle stared out of her cage at the people milling around the room lined with cages exactly like hers. Her ears flattened. She moved back into the corner of the cage and turned her back when the cage door was opened. This happened daily when her water bowl was refilled and the litter box scooped. She was shocked when hands lifted her and pulled her backwards out of the cage. Her claws extended on all four paws and flailed at the air. She was dropped in another cage. This one was lifted off the floor and carried out of the room. Honeysuckle hunkered down and watched the cage door, ears, whiskers and attention on high alert. She knew from experience that being moved could be a seriously dangerous event.
By Nancy Forrest3 years ago in Petlife