“In the country, the darkness of night is friendly and familiar,
But in a city, it is unnatural, hostile, and menacing.”
W. Somerset Maugham
It’s midnight, and it’s cold and raining
In another alley, in another part of town
I am searching for another homeless dog
But tonight, only somber silence is found
A frightened young dog has been seen here
Desperately searching for food in the trash
“You think you might be able to trap him?
He’s scared of everyone, and runs very fast.”
Suddenly, a bright light penetrates the dark
A police vehicle comes racing into the alley
“Please step out of your vehicle immediately,
And keep your hands up, where we can see!”
I explain to the police officers why I’m out here
And I tell them I was sent by one of their brethren
“Yeah, we’ve spotted that brown mutt here ourselves,
But we see so many lately; this will probably never end.”
The two policemen soon drive off into the night
And I’m left standing in this cold alley, all alone
That’s when I hear a muted noise by the dumpster
I hear something whimpering, then a muffled groan
The being making these noises is a skinny young shepherd
He’s extremely weak, and can’t seem to stand on his own
I pull him out, and I drive him to the emergency animal clinic
They treat him while I call the concerned officer on the phone
“I've found the starving dog you’ve been seeing in that alley,
The vet says he’s got a broken leg, but thinks that he’ll be ok.”
The police officer thanks me and says that he’ll pay the vet bill
I drive home, sadly wondering, who’ll be calling me next today
©Autumn 2011, Mr. Ed
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(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in Texas, Karen Lynn. :(
I send you lots of peace, love and light,
Amber
Most profound.
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Anna
Our neglect goes on and on.
Shame!
John