We took her,
Money was exchanged;
Distraught, Innocence wailed all the way.

Crushed by loneliness,
The others shunned her;
Suffering their own version of
Stockholm Syndrome and
Joining the pack
With the naïveté of Patty Hearst.

Innocence wailed through the night in her confinement.
It was cruel punishment
Until it wasn’t.

With blue eyes open,
Innocence began to see the kindness;
Others broke,
Welcoming the interloper.

A kennel became a haven,
A house a home.

Tails wag in playful repartee,
Puppy paws pound and
Happiness manifests in playful yips and nips.

The white-dipped tail
refuses to surrender to its aggressor
Until dizziness sets in.

Innocence restored.