Relative Something

*this* John W. Hays' take on things and experiences

Split Second

with 2 comments

I thought Delilah had tripped. She appeared to stumble as one of her paws slid out from under her on the landing in front of the door to the house.

We had just returned from tending to the horses for the afternoon feeding where Delilah had uncovered one of her prized possessions: hoof trimmings. She had retrieved it from a hiding spot and was clenching the precious find in her teeth as we walked straight back to the house.

There are no detours at this point, because Delilah knows that the next order of business involves serving her dinner. I’m sure the cut of hoof was intended for dessert.

I guess she wasn’t expecting there would be appetizers, too.

As I was sweetly questioned Delilah about what had just happened, using a soft, comforting, albeit confused tone, the wingtip of a songbird appeared out of the side of the dog’s mouth.

I stuttered in surprise for a second and before I could utter a command for her to drop it, the bird let out a little tweet. This brought about two reactions.

I switched to my loud voice to demand that she drop it, and Delilah quickly began chomping.

Sorry about the image that may create, but keep in mind, I had to see and hear it first-hand. You get off easy.

All it takes is a split second.

Then, in one complete second, Delilah swallows and bends down to pick up her piece of hoof. She looks up at the door handle, and then me, ready to go in for dinner.









I’d lost my appetite, but it didn’t slow her down one bit. For my part, I cut back her portion of canned food in her serving. She just had her protein.

If you could use some consolation, there was a mark on the glass of the storm door that revealed a reason for a bird to be laying on the front step. It might not have been dead when Delilah snatched it, but its demise may have already been determined.

I’m sure Delilah’s intentions were entirely directed by compassion.

Mmm hmmm.

She’s such a dog.



Written by johnwhays

September 2, 2018 at 9:47 am

2 Responses

Subscribe to comments with RSS.

  1. I didn’t want to press ‘like!’ Oh…those split second moments in life, John…the split second that lasts for eternity!
    We had a baby yellow crowned heron, who we watched hatch and grow, end up at our back door…so close to death. My heart went out to him and I saw him take his last breath. An acquaintance asked me if I drowned him in the pond…put him out of his misery…and I was shocked! The thought had never crossed my mind. All I thought was to be with him so he wasn’t alone when he passed. Perhaps the animal world is more kind.
    Hope you and Cyndie are doing really well…hard to believe that it is Labor Day Weekend!!!


    September 2, 2018 at 11:00 am

    • Thanks, Lorrie! All is well as time somehow appears to pass with surprising haste. I am constantly in a struggle to be fully present in the moment, despite so many things that regularly pull at me.
      Delilah helps me capture certain moments. 🙂


      September 2, 2018 at 11:07 am

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in: Logo

You are commenting using your account. Log Out /  Change )

Google photo

You are commenting using your Google account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s

This site uses Akismet to reduce spam. Learn how your comment data is processed.

%d bloggers like this: