The mist was moving in ebbs and waves

pulsing, clearing, engulfing, emptying, hiding

there was not a breath of air,

I’m not sure what was happening or what was causing it

but I just stood on the edge of the field and felt it thicken and soften around me

I saw these two in the distance

and then they were lost in the fog

by the time it started to clear again, there were close by

first I saw the black shape, followed by a wagging fan of a tail

suddenly the brown eyes spotted me, and he froze in his tracks

He took a long time to decide if I was friend or foe

he slowly crept forward

I moved, and he startled

I lowered the camera, and he took that as a sign… I was good for a pat.