The Comet Walk

It is beginnning to seem strange
that both Gypsy and I
are limping on our right rear leg.
I am the 70 year old woman
with an injured right rear knee,
and Gypsy is my 10 year old
English Pointer retired hunting dog,
who while in hot pursuit of a critter
injured her right rear leg.
She is a member of royality
and rules our cabin
unchecked.
Yesterday oldest doctor son
adjusted my knee and put a colorful
design of pink tape on my leg.
He adjusted Gypsys leg earlier.
Today with the help of anti-inflammatories
and tape Gypsy and I headed out
for a walk
to see how far we could limp
before we had to stop.
Well, guess what? About so far
into our walk we spied
two big dogs ahead on the road.
Gypsy grew tense, yipes!
Her vote was to make a hasty retreat,
so was mine. We realized
we couldn't make a quick
get away in our injured condition.
Besides, I only carry one Nova Spirit,
and my knee was hurting anyway
so we turned around
and headed back to the cabin.
Hurricane Dolly gave us
a cool, humid foggy morning
for our walk.
The peaks were shrouded in
white mist making
an easy spot for
space ships to land unnoticed.
We thought we heard the sound
space ship engines make when landing.
We thought that might be why
the neighborhood dogs were barking
for no reason we could detect.
We hurried along and wondered
if there might be some
unexpected visitor
at our cedar post gate.
We saw strange foot prints in the mud
left by yesterdays rains.
We were sorry we missed them.
By the time our feet hit
the cabin porch
we were ready for a rest.
Today we realized
that we could have given in
to our aches and pains
and not gone for a walk.
Today we decided to begin
to live the rest of our lives
not relinquishing a single second
to the slimy, bony alien like hands
that try to hold us back
when age and injury
fall into the cracks of our lives
seeking to push us back into our
easy chair and pink sheepskin lined bed.
We say: Never give up, never give in and never give out!
Gypsy says she would never say that
and thinks sleeping all day
is a good idea.
She said she could have handled
both of the dogs on the road
with one paw. Maybe two.
She thinks getting older
is pretty neat,
like life on the tail
of a comet.