Thursday, September 1, 2011

Good Bye, Elvis


One thing that I know for sure is that life is never stagnant. It is constantly changing; sometimes in a good way and sometimes not. On Sunday, I decided to go to Palm Desert to visit my family. It was a really difficult choice for me to make because of the neighbor’s dog, Elvis. He and I had become friends over the course of the past few months, and he had a sore on his ear that was being attacked by flies. I was the only one that was treating it, in any way and if I did not put ointment on his ear four times a day, I was afraid that the flies would lay eggs under his skin and that they would hatch. No need for a visual here, but if that were to happen, it would be disgusting!! So, I was a bit reluctant to go, but told myself, that he wasn't my dog and I was being ridiculous; I had a strange feeling that I would never see Elvis again.

I was gone for three days. Tuesday morning Joe asked me if the dog had ever been gone in the morning when I went out to see him.  I told him no, and knew that my gut feeling was right; Elvis would be gone when I got home. After my anxious drive home, I reluctantly grabbed a dog bone and headed for the back yard; already knowing what I would find. My premonition and gut were correct. The dog was gone. No dog, no chain and no bowls. One on hand I was extremely sad; on the other I was relieved. My relief comes from the fact that I no longer have to be a witness to the neglect of a very good dog.

In my own little corner, in my own little chair………I can be whatever I want to be; yes in my own perfect little world, in my own head, Elvis has a new family. He is unchained and able to run and play; he is being loved and well taken care of. Of course, I have not seen the neighbors since he disappeared, so I have been unable to ask them where he is. Maybe it is better that way. I really do not want to burst my own bubble. Speaking of “bubbles,” I am relatively certain that Elvis been replaced by a small yapping dog named Bubbles.  If Bubbles knows what is good for him/her, he/she will not grow very large; maybe that way he/she can avoid the chain.

I suppose that I will just have to live with the fact that hopefully I made some of Elvis’s days brighter. Good-Bye, Elvis; I wish you a happy life.



2 comments:

  1. We think alike Michele... and of course, you probably guessed I would have posted this EXACT song on your page... I am so sorry about Elvis, odd how we become attached to a neighbors pet, especially one like elvis, whose "own" owners do NOT seem "attached" to him... Elvis had YOU, so YOU have another angel of a different sort now... Sending you love, well wishes, and I am so sorry for "your" loss here, but relieved somehow for Elvis, he is gone... Love to you Michele, my belle... always, julia

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