Stray Animal
me: Did you feed him?
him: I didn’t. You told me never to do that, so I didn’t.
me: How did he get here?
him: I don’t know. Maybe he followed me home last night.
me: He’s old and rusty and his hind end sags. He needs a doctor. It’ll cost. If we keep him, it’ll cost.
We stand there looking at the wide-set eyes and rangy body.
him: I can’t send him away. Not with him looking at us like that. If you don’t want him, you get rid of him.
We never did. And it cost us some, but not as much as I thought. And now, man, oh man, does he growl when he gets rolling. It’s the best sound ever. It’s been two years and neither of us can remember a time when he wasn’t sitting in our driveway, waiting for us to take him for a ride. It’s like he’s always been one of the family.
Postcard Stories Podcast – An Author Reading.
Michelle Sampson
I’m a few behind on my Postcards but I’ll catch up here later today. Enjoyed this story. Creative as always!
Carmen
Thanks for always taking the time to read my little stories, Michelle! You’re the best!
Mary Izzo
Love this. Same thing happened to my grandson, only with a lizard.
Carmen
so many of my friends have stories like this. And somehow, you always end up feeding them. You just have to!
Michele Venne
Cool story! Love the pic and the words…lots of strays out there in the world.
Carmen
It’s hard not to bring the strays home! Thanks for reading, Michele!