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TITLE: The Puppy Pauper | Previous Challenge Entry
By Laurie Kiel
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A kitty--instead of me!
"Thank you. My sister and I will give Smokey a good home." A good home! What was wrong with the home I thought I had? My bank account of trust and love went dry. I was bankrupt.
Humans think dogs don't have bank accounts but we do. Not kept in those things called building, or even on some mysterious place that called the "internet" but in our hearts.
The two strangers got into their car. I lay on the second stranger's lap, biding my time. I mourned my bankruptcy.
The stranger opened the door of her car, preparing to get out. I see my chance! I jump off of her lap as soon as the door opens, and RUN! Where? I don't know! Back to the little girl who had rejected me? Back to the one who filled my heart with trust and love and then went away one day and never came back? There had been words of "hospital", "when's the funeral" "what do we do with her dog?"
I ran and hid in the strange neighborhood. I hear the strangers calling my name but ignore them
I heard their voices of panic and accusation. "There he is!" says a relieved voice, and the two strangers corner me and capture me.
I again bide my time. One of the sisters takes me for a walk in the park. My leash slips out of her hand and again I run. Where? I don't know. Why? I don't know. I am still bankrupt of trust and love and I'm running from myself.
The women catch me. And patiently and lovingly they fill my bank account. They take turns hugging me close to their hearts for hours and days, And bit by bit my heart fills.
One day, I see the front door is open, so I stroll outside. I can hear the voices of panic and accusation.
"Who left the front door open?"
"I didn't! You must have!"
"Where's Smokey!"
They yank the door open, almost on top of each other in their haste to track me down. They stop in mid stride to see I'm lying right in front of them, bemused at the whole exchange.
I gaze at them with my beautiful brown eyes. They've always suspected I knew how to use those eyes--they're right. Why would I leave? I'm a dog millionaire in trust and love.
My heart is full.
The pauper is rich.
The homeless is home.
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Well done and congratulations on second place!
Well done and congratulations on being mentioned often!