15 May Memo from a Dog, by Lanie Smith
Memorandum
To: All Staff
From: Dog
Subject: Stay
To Whom it May Concern:
Please see me as an emaciated hound, taken off the streets, abandoned at the shelter, lips peeling back to the shine of my bared teeth.
A reminder that I am:
- Ready to bite a hand that dares to feed me
- Curling up in a bed of my own filth
- Barking at anyone who approaches the gate
and
- Snarling at my idea of what you are
Please note that I am aware that you are sitting, waiting at the gates, liver treat in hand, and know that I am silently praying you stay, waiting for me on the other side of the kennel even though I bark and lunge. General heads-up that the lines of betrayal where my collar was removed are still fresh, and the air from nights spent cowering alone is still in my lungs, although my loyalty to fear is wavering.
I’ll come soon.
If there are any questions, please direct them to the crater I dug in the earth beneath the back porch where you found me, shivering and angry.
Cheers,
Dog