Scent
Oh
scent from where did you come?
Fear
and terror fill me now,
Memories
of hiding and climbing over stuff
My
eyes still closed I couldn’t even see.
My
cries of hunger and pain go unanswered,
No
licks, no mews, not teat to suckle,
No
siblings with which even to snuggle.
Cries
of loneliness linger unanswered.
Oh
wait what do I smell, it is coming so near.
I
lie and tremble, knowing not what to do
Hunger
finally over comes my fear, I cry out.
And
feel a soft loving tongue, not unlike my mothers.
Washes,
licks, mews, but her teat are all dry
I
stumble toward the other scent, this one heavy and strong.
my
legs is all bent, which makes it hard to walk.
This
other scent, senses I have something wrong.
One
sniff, and I cower before him,
His
fur is coarse and stiff, not like my mommy.
Hers
was soft and fluffy, like the one who licked me,
Not
like this one who shuns me, and swats me away from him.
She
is carrying me now, hang limp, don’t cry,
She
is nice this one, not like him who trots at her side.
She
lays me on stone, oh wait I smell food,
Not
from her, but from a pile in a bowl.
She
nudges me up to the bowl, I hear him growl,
Does
she mean to give me his share, now I’m truly scared,
She
growls back at him, and keeps nudging me to eat.
He
gives way to her, know he needs her to eat.
I
see her eat some, and give it a try,
It
smells and taste good, but hurts my little teeth,
I’m
not ready for dry. I know she is trying to help me,
But
I’m thirsty, oh to be able to suckle a teat.
Suddenly,
a new scent arrives on the wind,
Knowing
that I can’t run, she carries me away.
I
never saw what it was, and on her I don’t sense fear,
She
pauses by a pond, pausing to show me how to drink.
Then
carries me back to the woods,
And
lets me lie by her side.
She
is warm and soft, and licks the film from my eyes,
I
begin to see what I smell, and let out a cry.
He
is big and rough, with a stripped tawny hide,
He
looks at me like he wants me to die.
He
knows I’m not able to live in the wild,
Yet
the older mommy, likes me right at her side.
During
the night, mommy leaves to go hunt,
And
as soon as she gone, he puts his mouth over me
I
think I’m going to die, but instead he carries me away
Back
to the food bowl, where he drops me to lay.
He
leaves my side and goes up high, It’s either eat or die.
Before
the sun comes up he noses me to see if I’m alive,
And
then is gone, without even a lick good bye.
I
know that when the food is gone I will die.
But
I didn’t die, I’m alive and here with my family today
That
two legged scent rescued me, fed and bathed me,
And
are my Mommy and Daddy today. Then why do
I
smell that scent, on him and my two best friends.
I
can’t help myself as my fear and terror fill my brain,
I
flatten my ears, and rare back to fight,
for
I Know he is here to finish,
what he didn’t do that night.
But
all I see are friends around me,
Mommy,
Daddy, Grandma, Tom, Pip, Dusty and Sweet Pea,
All
looking very concerned about me.
Tom
and Pip come to check on me, but they were by the smell
Wait
the smell is gone, Daddy is back, his hand is clean,
My
hackles come down, no longer looking for
something to fight.
I
check all the others, yes the smell is gone, my home is clean,
I
hope my sleeps not filled with bad dreams tonight.
Because
Munchkin would much rather play than fight.
© January 12, 2014
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Richard D. Nurse
RDN
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