This was the version of the story of Dominoe formerly published in Storify at https://storify.com/cogdog/dominoe (Storify is dead as of May 2018). It was used for 50+ Web Ways to Tell a Story.
I was in between. Fiercely independent, had money saved up, and some time before I went west.
Someone found a runaway dog. Dominoe.
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Named her after the damsel in Sharky’s Machine.
Malnourished, skittish, afraid of a raised hand.
We walked into the woods, she always following a few yards away, my buddy.
One day we drove farther and walked in the autumn leaves.
Met an old friend. We chatted about 15 minutes, and I turned around.
I was hours running up and down the trail, crying out her name. I was worthless. I could take care of myself, but no one else, worthless.
I would camp out, return the next day. I would do that every day until I found her. Every day.
… and there she was, waiting for me. My awareness became a circle of responsibility of more than just myself.
but I never forgot what I learned that day in the woods.
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