[ RF ] Gazing up at the clouds you watch them shift and change while reminiscing about the past .

Wow, what a great workout! I do n't know how long we were running, but I can feel a slight burn in my legs. It's been so long since Joey ran with me; this is just like like how we used to be before he left for school. I'm hot and panting, but the cool grass under my back is a relief. I can hear Joey laying next to me, catching his breath right along with me. 
 
 The day seems prefect and bright, but not so bright that I ca n't look up and appreciate the light gray sky, marked with fluffy white clouds. Watching the slow flow of the clouds in the sky, I notice that the anxiety I learned to feel around Joey, never knowing when he was going to decide to leave me, is nonexistent today. Today, were just two pals tired from our run. Our heavy breathing is a comfort. The clouds are still floating about, and I'm reminded of the first time Joey and I met. We were both so young, excited to have found a friend in each other. We played together for hours, and eventually fell to the grass of his parents backyard, gazing up into the sky, just like were doing now. He told me what he thought each cloud looked like. Hope flares in my chest and I let myself imagine that Joey might not leave me this time. 
 
 The clouds are coming in thick, and the sky is taking on a darker shade of gray. My breath has leveled out, and I notice that Joeys has too. He is n't telling me what he thinks the clouds look like today. I see Joey typing away on his phone. The fluttering hope I had moments before dies, and my anxiety turns to dread. I look back at the sky and see that the fluffy clouds that were scattered throughout the sky have been taken over and are now angry and dark. I close my eyes and try to block out my dampening mood. 
 
 I hear Joey stand, so I open my eyes and jerk to stand next to him. Joey pockets his phone and pats me on the head. `` Come on boy, let's get you back to Mom's.'' I let out a whimper, and Joey laughs. `` Do n't worry, buddy. I'll be out of the dorms in a year or so, then you can come home with me. Would you like that?'' He ruffles the fur by my ears, but not even my favorite scratches can keep me from despairing over his empty promises.We start walking back towards Mom's house, but all I can think about is how he is leaving me again. I'm so upset, that I do n't try to walk in pace with him. I contemplate peeing on his shoes before he leaves. Hopefully my scent will remind him not to forget about me. 
 
 I look up at the sky and smell rain. The clouds have turned into a sea of grays, not one cloud discernible from the next. Much like the fluffy, white clouds that were taken over by these harsh, grey ones, my happy memories are being taken over by the prospect of a lonely future without Joey.
