Wednesday, June 24, 2009

Crippled

the dog is crossing the street. he crosses half of it and he suddenly changes his mind and runs back to where he comes from. if he doesn't change his mind and continues crossing the street, he won't hurt himself and becomes a crippled dog.

our car has already stopped waiting for the red light to turn green, waiting for the dog to cross and reach the safe destination. but the moment he changes his mind, the car from our opposite direction knocks him down. no, we couldn't hear the screeching sound of the tires but only the dog's helpless cry. poor doggie~

the front tire steps on his leg then followed by the back tire. it hurts so much that he could no longer endure and to the bushes he runs...

2 comments:

Anonymous said...

Hey Sue,

Apparently, your writing skills had improved. Now, I have these terrible images of the injured dog stuck in my mind which i couldn't get rid of.., poor dog...

i have been busy kind of stuck as well. Hope you are doing good.

Cheers,
Ed....

Sue said...

hi ed!

i so damn miss you...is that a right english? hahaha how you doing..i am sad when i think of the scene and the doggie~ glad you drop by! you take care. i am just fine~ tq