A puppy prepares to die in our camp. The cycle of life and death.
Misery is a challenge to observe -crusted eyes hardly open, wet fur over the chest, so weak it cannot stand on all fours, it whimpers.
When it wants to get up it cannot.
It will die. An inevitable slow suffering. This is the Law of Nature, life then death.
Alone whimpering under a date palm.
Nature is severe and cruel.
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I can tell you are settling into your trip as the prose starts to flow.
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