Missing

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It seemed like a logical solution to follow the power-lines back to civilization after escaping my captors, but my hope soon turned to despair as I noticed the miles and miles of dangerous land stretched out in front of me. How was it possible I allowed myself to get into this mess? Had only I utilized my years of training and ignored the spontaneity of my emotions, I would be happily at home having dinner with my family instead of fighting for my life in this desolate land.

I can remember the kids jumping on my back, tickling me, then chasing me around the room on their tiny legs trying in vain to match my adult speed. Finally, I would stop running and allow them to pile onto my back once more, then laughter and hugs and kisses would follow. I miss them.

I can remember the soft caress of her fingers combing through my hair as we lie comfortably together on the sofa watching a favorite film. Those evenings were the best, it was our special time together and nothing else in the world seemed to matter. I wonder how frantic she is right now, wondering what has become of me?

I am exhausted and my thirst has made it twice as difficult to breathe, if only those clouds in the sky would release their water instead of teasing me with an occasional drop of rain like they have done for days and days and days.  Maybe I should sleep now. . .

The newspaper ad read:  Beloved German Shepard missing since July 4th. Answers to Hero, loves children.  If found, please call. . .


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Missing — 9 Comments

  1. Steven, you captured so much emotion here. Poor Hero! I liked the story a lot but I’m thinking of my lost cat Sophie now. She was so beautiful and sweet that I want to believe someone kind found her and gave her a good home. Yeah, that’s what happened.

      • You know,one of my daughters lost her dog a few years ago. Kodi was a wonderful dog! Right away,we printed up missing flyers with his picture and contact info,even letting it be known how heartbroken the kids were.
        I even helped go door to door..he was never found.
        She took in our family cat.Midnite,when we moved a few years ago(the cat was 10 yrs old then).I will always be grateful..recently went missing. It is hard when a pet dies,but they just disappear, you never get over the heartache.

        • I love our pets so much. This morning I yelled at our dogs because they were barking at the gate and getting on my nerves, then I thought about how they would feel if they were lost from us, so I wrote this little story. . .and then gave Rocky and Sabrina a great big hug.

  2. nice little story! u did surprise me. i thought my dog ran away when i was a little kid (4). and looked for him every time we drove out to the country which is where we got him. but it was all in vain.. i found out when i was my late 30ths or early 40s that my parents put him to sleep because he kept getting loose and into trouble – like getting on the bus with me (i must have 5 or 6 i guess) or terrorizing the garbage man or killing the chiskens at the neightbors up the street. i was soo mad when i found this out!!! i went to my parents and demanded to know why they hadn’t ever told me!! my childhood friend finally told after all those years. poor inky. he lived on in my imind for a looong time!

    • OMG…that is a horrible thing to do to a child and an even worse thing to do to a dog that only needed training. We found one of our dogs out in the desert almost 8 years ago and he is impossible to groom (fights us tooth and nail) but we finally accepted his short comings, figuring he was possibly abused by his previous owners, and have loved him anyway. Not once did we think of death as an option because he is somewhat difficult. How can anyone take the life of a pet over such fixable reasons?

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