I was recently asked on FaceBook if I have ever written a story and it was suggested I should do that. It brought back to mind a little short story I wrote shortly after my ex and I split. I actually had wanted to illustrate it for my grand daughter, but I am not good with drawing animals and forgot about it.
I was living in an uninsulated holiday trailer with no running water and only an extension cord for power. It was November and dang cold. I don’t know if I am the only one who does this but I always think I know what my pets are thinking. So one day I let my imagination run wild and wrote this little story.
Here are some pics so you have a visual to go with the story.
Paw and Laila went for a walk one sunny crisp day in November, Laila was running past Paw and then back, she would jump and bite his ear, then run off in another direction; never straying too far from her pappa. He walked so slow, carefully sniffing every single tree and bush and she was so excited to be off the leash and running free. There were so many things to see and sniff before momma Carrie discovered they had gotten out of the yard.
Laila darted in front of a passing car without a sideways glance and Paw shook his head (something he did when he was nervous), the sound of flapping skin was audible as he sighed, ” that girl is going to be the death of me if she doesn’t start watching where she is going” he thought.
Laila playfully nipped at the back of her Paw’s legs and ran away.
Paw, snapped at her and growled pretending to be angry but he couldn’t stay mad at her, he remembered being a puppy himself a long time ago. He had to admit she was damn cute (a chip off the old block) and loving. After all she is his daughter and it is his job to raise her and protect her, teach her how to get by in the world. He was thinking he had a lot of knowledge to share from his years on this earth when he saw Laila’s crooked little tail disappear into the cattails as she chased after frog.
Paw watched the cat tails and high grass rustle for a few minutes before deciding he’d better go in there and make sure she doesn’t fall in the pond or something ridiculous. At that precise moment Laila’s head popped out of the cattails, “Paw?”
Those leaves sure are red; aren’t they Paw?
Paw looked around to see what she was going on about now and saw the flaming red leaves on the trees that lined a nearby driveway.
“Yes, LailaMae they sure are.”
*sigh* …….Yes LailaMae?
Paw was losing patience; gone were the days when he could take a leisurely stroll. “What’s what LailaMae?”
That white stuff on the mountain, that stuff that kinda looks like dandelion fluff.
Paw looked up at the mountains surrounding them and slowly nodded his head, “Ah!!! that would be snow LailaMae.” “Snow Paw?” “Yes LailaMae Snow!” Paw scanned the mountains; the snow was getting low, it wouldn’t be long now before it would be down where they were. It worried him, but he tried to not shake his head and let Laila see his concern.
No point in upsetting little Laila, besides he and Laila both had heavy coats of fur, it was Momma Carrie that concerned him; she didn’t have fur to keep her warm. Paw sighed,” I sure hope our Momma Carrie finds us a warm place to move to real soon.”
“Why is that Paw?”
“Don’t you go worrying your wrinkly little head about it. All I’ll say about snow is; when it gets down here where we are you won’t want to squat too low when you do your pooh.” “Don’t squat when I pooh Paw?” Laila cocked her head to the side and look at Paw with suspicion, she wasn’t sure if he was teasing her or not.
“You’ll figure it out.”
Paw was trying to keep things light but Laila could sense he was concerned about something so she didn’t push him for an answer. “Ok Paw.”
“A couple more things.”
“Don’t eat the yellow snow.”
Laila looked puzzled again but just said, “Yes Paw.”
“LailaMae, when it gets really cold you and I are going to have to keep Momma Carrie warm at night because she doesn’t have fur.”
LailaMae listened intently, pappa was so wise and she would do anything for momma Carrie. Pappa went on, “I’ve been thinking I could lay along her back and you can lay against her tummy. That should do the job”?
“Sure Paw! I love to snuggle momma’s tummy. I like that job!”
“Good girl Laila May”. Paw nodded his head and turned in the direction of home. “Laila??”
“Will you PLEASE quit chewing on my ear?”
“Sorry Paw.” “Paw?………….”
Paw stopped, gave a big sigh and shook his head, “Yes LailaMae?
“I love you.”
“I love you too LailaMae”. Paw didn’t like to admit it but God he loved that little girl and Momma Carrie of course, but Momma Carrie knew that already.
Side by side Paw and Laila trotted back home just as Momma Carrie realized they had escaped the yard and started frantically calling for them. “KATO!! LAILA!!???”
Laila quickened her pace but Paw slowed down and looked up at the sky.
“Paw!!, we’re in trouble, hurry up, Momma’s calling”.
“Laila, time for a little life lesson.”
Laila stopped, “Yes Paw”.
“Never come right away when Momma calls, she’ll think she is the boss and can tell us what to do. Even if you really want to go to her, pretend you don’t hear her and take your time.”
“But why Paw, it just makes her angry?”
“Because its fun Laila May” chuckled Paw as he stopped to smell something on the side of the road.
“LAILA!! KATO!!! WHERE ARE YOU???” Momma screamed.
Paw chuckled “Good girl LailaMae” as Laila looked around as if she thought she heard something and then pretend she didn’t hear Momma calling, just as she had seen him do many times.
“She’s a fast learner” he thought, “Yep, a chip off the ol block that girl”.
Just then Momma Carrie spotted them down by the frog pond, both of them pretending not to see or hear her, looking up to the sky. Relief swept over her, she was so happy to see they were ok she couldn’t stay angry and ran to them, throwing her arms around them, “Thank God you are OK. You scared the crap out of me”.
Laila climbed onto Momma’s lap, licking her ears and kissing her face, her little crooked tail wagging furiously. Kato nervously shook his head and Momma pulled him close, “Don’t worry little buddy, you will always be number 1. I love you so much, don’t ever scare me like that again.”
I think everyone at one time or another thinks, "If I only knew then what I know now." I share my life experiences in hopes a few less people have to look back and want a "do over". Through my Lady Witha Truck blog I have spent 8 years sharing my experiences while being in an abusive relationship with a man I consider to be a narcissist/psychopath and through my other blog, Reimer Reason I share lessons learned throughout the 60 years of my life. No experience is a waste as long as you learn from it and if I can save someone else making the same mistakes I made, then it makes it all worth while.
I am an expert on my life, not yours, my opinions are my own, not yours, and I enjoy open respectful communication on most topics. If I don't have an answer I will research it until I do.
I have a sweetheart of a dog named Stella, a 4 year old Pitbull, Mastiff cross. I am artistic, enjoy bringing new life to antiques, gardening, refurbishing and repurposing other people's "garbage", reading, writing and being outside in nature.
I have a 34 year old son who I am extremely proud of and a 7 yr old granddaughter I don't see near enough.
I live on welfare after a lifetime of working full time because I have heart failure. I have gone from being a home owner and landlord to being homeless and living in my car.
I continually strive to be the best me that I can be and look at life as a learning experience and an opportunity to learn about other people and myself. Never a dull moment!
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