Horizon Ridge Memories of Yester and Yore

Gunnar leaned forward to touch nose to dogs head. A small smile on his wizened muzzle. This dog was endearing. And quite a captive audience.

A sad look graced his face and shook his head. Mother found me once in awhile. Father died. My siblings like leaves to the wind. Mother and farher are buried together though. I found my mothers bones on the grave of my father so lay them to rest, together. 

The raven never returned.