DP: Primal Olive

My Olive is a fetching mixed-breed, “junkyard dog”.  Of the dogs I’ve loved, she reigns as queen of scent.

Olive as a puppy.
Olive as a puppy.

She invites the eye to witness nostrils’ draw, a primal sift of molecules suspended in air.  Head steered by nose, body pulled by head, closer still in the carefully timed advance.  A joyous pounce on prey in the playful dance of death.

Squirrel, mouse, or bird acts its part.  Feigning death to bargain final escape, the prostrate prey is under a watchful eye.

A terrifying and fascinating  horror plays out in my backyard.

 

 

 

via Daily Prompt

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