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I was heading out the front door, to check on Lil’ Liz……….
I opened the door, looked down and had to cringe.
My heart sank when I saw her.
I was saddened.
It looked like she might have gotten in the way during the excitement of the family’s departure.
Maybe she was exposed too long
to the southern California heat
without any water.
Why did I not think
to bring water to her earlier?
Poor Lil’ Liz.
No longer did she hold her head or stand on her little legs. Now she just lay there, somewhat flattened to the ground.
Wait! Maybe it was an illusion !
I know! She was just resting! (now I felt like a kid, innocently denying death) When I was visiting with her before, she never showed any sign of fear towards me. Never flinched or tried to scamper away.
She had to be okay!
She must have utilized her innate self and was tucked safely against the door stoop, where it was cooler.
I placed my hand nearby to show
how tiny she was.
See how my fingertip is touching
the edge of the stoop?
It is not very tall
and she does not
even come close to it!
I will let her “rest” … check on her later. I went inside and shut the door.
Evening arrived and I was still home alone. It had gotten much cooler outside. I went downstairs to check on Lil’ Liz one final time before sundown.
I was relieved to find her
several feet from the door.
She looked perky again,
standing there… looking at me (?)
Looking @ me ?
She was waiting for me.
I pulled a pen from my back pocket
and set it next to her .
Was a fun day,
The next day, I went out to peek on Lil’ Liz and there was no trace of her to be found.
Several days later, the mom told me that they found Lil’ Liz inside on the next day. After a couple attempts, they were able to catch Lil’ Liz and take her back outside. Perhaps because she was in a house and not her own ‘turf’, is why she was running from them. Or perhaps a slew of other possibilities. It really does not matter.
I like to think she did not flee from me because Lil’ Liz and I connected. We sensed that we were one. Or perhaps a slew of other possibilities. It really does not matter.
Thank you for meeting Lil’ Liz,