Thursday, August 03, 2006

I'm a little broken up...

I walked over to the local market to pick up some things for dinner tonight, and lo' and behold, I see a dead dog on the roadside...

Normally, I wouldn't be upset about it, but this dog is one I know. He used to belong to a homeless guy who lived under the Glendale freeway near the secret mountain HQ. I used to see them everywhere - sleeping, eating the same food, sharing everything.

Always together.

Except now.

I'm wondering what is going to happen to that old homeless guy without his dog to take care of him. Is this going to push him over the edge or is this going to get him up and on his feet and running for a shelter? I looked around andI didn't see him.

There's part of me that wonders what the kid inside that old man was like. Did he know he was going to end up living underneath the freeway? Did he know that one day his only friend, his companion, was going to up and die on him and lay there on the side of the road covered in flies?

What was that kid like? If we had been the same age would we have been pals? Did he get good grades? Clean his plate? Did he ever slide into home plate? Was he good at something?

Fuck...

2 comments:

Rock said...

Fuck is right!

Kelly J. Compeau said...

Bill, I'm so sorry you had to see that. It's a very sad thing.