I Remember – #800

I remember little Captain’s nightmares.  He would wake us up wit his high-pitched whimpers, and sometimes he would kick his legs or move them as though he was running.  A few pats and he would snuggle up to one of us and go back to a deep soundless sleep, and for a second – a puppy again in his vulnerability.

-29 November 2016

This post is part of the I Remember series.

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