TWITCHY

Twitchy…

The only word for how Emil felt as he watched two mourning doves flutter down to peck at fresh seed on the sidewalk.

Twitchy,

and his mouth watered.

It was only a minute before he had been so bored watching his human shovel the walks clear of this snow.

rJo Herman 12/26/14

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