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Karma's a Bitch! - by Kris K ([email protected])
You would think that the moment ones family comes home would be the
happiest time of the day.
I guess that is the norm for most however every time my owner Rick comes
home I cower in fear and try to find a place to hide . Oh sorry I guess
an explanation is in order. You see my name is Toby I'm a dog and Rick is
my owner. I'm loath to use the word owner as it make me a sound like a
piece of furniture although sometime I envy that chair in the living room
as it just sits there unmoving unfeeling. It wasn't always like this I
still remember a time when life was good and we were happy but as each
day goes by more and more that memory feels like it was a dream.
So what happened you ask? Good question I wasn't there with a perspective
on the whole thing only my own little hellish slice. It didn't happen all
in one day it started slowly Rick would stay out late and it won't be
till well after dark when I saw him. Then he started to ignore me more
and more often forgetting to feed me and leaving me in the house for days
and for a while he never left the house for weeks he'd just lie on the
couch watching the TV and drinking something that didn't seem very
healthy to me.
One night when Rick came home and plopped down on the couch and turned on
the TV I came around the couch and licked his hand and gave him a bit of
a pleading whine. It had been days since I had had any real food, I was
just living on the bits and pieces I found here and there around the
house in the boxes he would bring home that now littered the house. I was
getting so hungry that night that I rummaged thru the overflowing bin
where he sometime put the garbage looking for anything to eat. Ignoring
my whine he got up and went to the fridge to get more of that crap he
drinks but paused when he saw the aftermath of my forging in the garbage.
This was the night things turned from bad to worse for me. Rick rushed
into the living room and grabbed me by the collar pulling me into the
kitchen where he started to yell at me. I don't know what the heck he was
saying and I'm not sure he did either but the tone made me cringe and
back away. He started to kick the garbage around some pieces hitting me
as he approached and literately picked me up by the collar and threw me
out the back door into the yard. I landed heavily on my side and rolled
back onto my feet just in time to see Rick approach and give me a swift
kick to my ribs.
For the first time in my life I was actually in fear of Rick but at that
moment it wasn't the all encompassing fear I feel now it was mixed with
another emotion I had never felt till that day, anger.
I lowered my head and growled at him but he just stood there and laughed
at me. "So you actually have a bit of a backbone. Well I know how to fix
that!" Rick sneered as he went to grab me again but I was ready and too
quick for him dodging his feeble attempts and another off balance kick
and as he spun around I was there in his face growling. I don't think I
would have actually attached him I was just venting my weeks of pent up
hunger trying to get him to back down. In hindsight I should have just
walked away I should have just let it be. I'm not sure if where I am now
is a direct result of that night or if perhaps it just speed up the
inevitable but Rick didn't back down and all my growling did was make him
laugh at me more. Once he managed to get a hold of my collar again he
lifted me off the ground and started to kick me a few more times before
throwing me a few feet away from him after which he just snorted and
turned around and walked into the house. I was outside for five days in
the cold and the rain before he let me back in. Honestly I was better off
outside if you ask me because once back in the house he made it a point
to let me know who was boss. I tried to act as passive as possible when
Rick was around as the last thing I wanted was another kick as my ribs
were still sore but Rick became more and more aggressive toward me and I
was forced to endured his constant attacks. At that point I don't think
there was anyone in the world that gave a shit about Rick nor he about
himself but there was one thing in the world he knew he could take out
his anger on, me.
Maybe it's in our genes or the fact that we have been around humans for
so long it's became part of our instincts but when danger came the first
thing I thought about was Rick. It was late one evening and Rick was
laying passed out on the couch as normal. I was trying to stay out of his
way in the back room when I started to smell something off. I had no idea
what it was as I had never encounter something like it before but it was
strong and getting stronger. Finally I came out of the back room in
search of the source and found Rick was still passed out on the couch but
there was smoke coming from the kitchen. It looked like Rick actually
tried to make something to eat but turned on the wrong burner on the
stove top and instead of heating up some water set a pile of papers that
spilled from the counter onto the back of the stove on fire.
I could had just left the back door from the kitchen to the yard was
slightly open and I probably should have just run out the door but that
though never even came to my mind. I started to bark as loud as I could
as I spun around and headed to where Rick lay. Stirring slightly he
uttered something under his breath but that was it. I redoubled my
efforts as the smoke started to get thicker and thicker. I know what will
piss him off I though and I stated to growl as I bit into his shirt
trying to pull him off the couch. Nothing he didn't even respond. The
smoke was very thick now and the heat was becoming too intense to stand
much longer. In desperation I mounted my last and greatest effort and
pulled his limp body from the couch. As Rick flopped down on the floor
and rolled on his back I started to lick his face in a desperate attempt
to get him to move but nothing worked and by now the smoke was so bad I
couldn't see. The smoke stung my eyes and seared my throat, exhausted I
flopped to floor next to Rick. I couldn't see I couldn't breathe. I
couldn't...
As the darkness closes in and Toby falls to the dark plain between the
living and the dead the light above dims and the light on the horizon
brightens. Running toward the light on the horizon he wonders if his life
or sacrifice meant anything at all for after all he was just a dog.
. . . . . . . . . .
The first conscious memory I had in I don't know how long was waking up
in warm sun filled room. Raising my head I blinked a few times as and
looked around. I was in the living room of a large home, I could hear
people talking and I caught the smell of something delicious which made
my stomach grumble when I realize how desperately hungry I was.
"MOM Look! Come quick!" A young girl yelled when she walked around the
corner and saw me. She was I would say about nine or ten with long brown
hair that danced around her as he skipped, jumped and ran back to the
kitchen to fetch her mother.
"Lisa what is it?" her mother replied as they came back into the living
room. "Oh my." She smiled. "I see your finally awake." she said looking
down at me. "We were worried about you it's been two days." she said
smiling at me as her daughter let go of her hand and came running up to
me. "Honey easy don't scar the poor dog the vet told us the drugs would
probably keep the poor thing out of it for a few days."
"Ok mom." Lisa smiled back as she slowly approached me and got down on
her knees and reached out with her hand to allow me to sniff it. "I bet
your hungry aren't you?" she asked.
"Oh right. Of course. One minute and I'll go get something." her mother
said as she turned around and left.
Lisa slowly raised her hand up to my chin and started to scratch me as
she stared at me with her big green eyes. There was something about them,
something I had seen before and it felt like she was looking right into
my soul, right into a hidden part of me that I didn't know of or chose to
forget.
"You know who I am don't you?" Lisa asking me directly.
All at once my eye went wide and I let out a whine as I started to back
away from her. Something was wrong, something about this little girl
scared the crap out of me.
"You can understand me can't you?" she asked but it wasn't a question.
"Do you remember? I remember now. I don't know how but when I saw you the
other day lying next to that dumpster as we drove by I knew. I knew who
you were and I knew who I was." Lisa said as she came closer to me. "I
was Toby. Isn't that right Rick."
No that can't be I though as I started to whimper and pull back away from
her till I was in the corner and there was no place left to run.
"Stop that," Lisa chided. "I'm not going to hurt you." She smiled as she
reached out and started to scratch my chin and neck again. "I can't
believe I found you or perhaps you found me. It's strange isn't it how
two lives like ours would cross paths again." she said absently as she
started to scratch me behind my ears.
I was thinking that was a strange thing for such a young girl to say.
Wait a second? For a young girl to say? Holy shit she was right I
actually could understand her!
"You can understand me right?" Lisa asked again this time as a question.
I responded with a low whine that came out somewhat like a yes as I
nodded my head.
"I knew it. It so weird but I can sort of feel what you are trying to
say." She laughed and clapped her hands. "Do you remember what happened
to you as Rick?"
I thought for a second. The last thing I remember was passing out on the
couch and a vague memory of Toby barking. I reply with a low soft growl
and shook my head.
"There was a fire. I tried to wake you up but you won't wake up." Lisa
said. "I guess it's harder for me as I remember it all now. Before I saw
you I never understood why I would have nightmares of a fire that would
scare me so badly that I would wake up in the middle of the night
screaming and mom and dad would come rushing in to hold me till I stopped
crying. I never understand why I would be having such dreams but now I do
and I don't think I'll have them anymore," she told me while continuing
to scratch me behind the ears. "Looks like you had a pretty hard time of
it when I found you and we took you right to the vet. You were dirty,
malnourished and hurt but don't worry you don't have to be in pain
anymore either." Lisa said smiling as she put her arms around my neck and
hugged me.
"Ok here you go." Lisa's mom said she came back into the room and placed
a bowl of food and another of water down next to me. Giving me and her
daughter an odd look she asked. "What happened?"
"What do you mean mommy?" Lisa asked innocently back as she had one arm
around me and I licked her face.
"I don't know. It's just you two look like long lost friends that found
each other." She shook her head, that's ridiculous her daughter is just
ten and had never seen this dog before in her life. "Ok come on you have
to help me finish the dishes."
"Ok." Lisa said as she gave me another hug and got up and ran to the
kitchen but before she did she slightly opened the back door.
After they had walked back into the kitchen Lisa asked, "Mom do you think
Karma is going to be ok?"
"I think so honey the vet said that there were some scratches, abrasions
and an old bite mark that was starting to heal but didn't think anything
was serious and the she was probably a bit less than a year old so there
is no reason to not expect a full recovery. Next week when we take her
back for a checkup well have to take care of a few other things since we
are going to keep her," Lisa's mom said leaving that last part vague.
"Of course the most important thing is love but I think she's going to
get a lot of that." She smiled as she looked down at her daughter. "You
did a great thing honey. I'm proud of you," she said as she bent down and
gave Lisa a kiss. "There is one thing I don't understand honey. Why did
you chose to give her the name Karma?"
"Because Karma's a bitch mom." Lisa replied completely serious.
Her mother started to laugh at the double meaning but stopped suddenly
and was about to ask her ten year old daughter where in the world she had
heard that and if she actually understood the meaning when a commotion
erupted in the living room.
Lisa ran around to see what was going on. "Oh look Duke is already trying
to make friends with her!"
"What!?" Mom exclaimed as she dropped the plate she was holding on the
counter and ran into the living room. "NO! Duke DOWN! Stop it! DUKE come
on!" Mom yelled as she tried to get control of the very excited Duke.
"Yep." Lisa smiled as she went back into the kitchen. "Karma, shes a real
bitch alright."
The End . . .
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