Over the last few years, I've shared wildlife stories with you. I've written about the wolf who crossed my path, the coyotes who haunted me, the beautiful mountain lion who paused and glanced at me, and the many javelinas that have made me walk faster in the opposite direction. BUT, this week I have a special surprise.
At the edge of a nearby farm, I discovered two little guinea pigs munching on grass. I couldn't believe my eyes. The last time I had seen guinea pigs was when my kids were young, and those little creatures were in a cage.
These tiny ones have become a moral challenge for me. I suspect they escaped their confines or were let go. Either way, it's dangerous for them to just wander. I'm trying to find the owners, but I worry that the bigger creatures will discover them before they are rescued.
When I received the Tanka Tuesday prompt, I thought of my new little friends and decided to write a poem about them. Melissa Lemay offered the prompt and suggested we compose a Shadorma (3-5-3-3-7-5). I hope you like my effort.
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