Friday, October 23, 2009

Sunday 18th October 2009

The next day, Sunday, Doofus actually missed church to look after me. Aww that was so sweet of him. He sat with me and gently petted me and told me that his name was Dave and that he was a high flying corporate man until he crashed his Harley and went into a coma and lost everything – his job as a General Manager, his fiancĂ©e, his health, his eyesight.

He was bedridden for eight months and couldn’t move and couldn’t see. He had a lot of time to reflect on his wayward lifestyle and he confided in me that he felt that he had been given a second chance at life and that he would get it right this time. He also told me that he was` a Christian and that I should be one as well.

Meanwhile this German Shepherd was at our front gate smelling around and I barked and barked until he ran away. Doofu..I mean Dave looked so happy and proud of me. Then he explained to me that he called me “Dawn” because I too, just like him, had been given a second chance at life. Just as I was getting all emotional and teary-eyed, he abandoned me all alone in his house and ran off to church to meet his friends for some sort of discussion.

I think he said it had something to do with taking a bunch of orphans somewhere. Hey! Whattabout me? I’m an orphan too!

He came back later with the Chinese girl, Veronica, who cooked me a delicious meal of chicken breast, potatoes, carrots and cauliflower. Yum! Now that’s what I call food. Dave then took me for a walk around the neighborhood and I noticed that there were quite a lot of doggies in the area. By now I was feeling much better and wanted to make friends but he wouldn’t let me go near them.

So I sat in the house and stared at the neighbour's cat. She stared right back at me. Come to think of it she looks a lot like her owner. *Meeyow*