Today’s prompt: “Growls echoed through the hall.”
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Puppies Remember (true story)
By Teresa Smeigh 2019
It was an adorable, sweet and lovable puppy. It was all black and part Labrador and the shaggy, red dogs whose name eludes me right now, so its hair was long and shaggy, but black like the Labrador. We kept the puppy outside at times on a long chain, so he had room to move around.
Unbeknownst to us, the neighborhood children teased it mercifully. Hitting it with long sticks and staying out of his reach so he couldn’t bite them to protect himself. These children were of another race and to me I never thought about what that was doing to the poor puppy. We did shoo the children away if we saw it happening.
Many years later we moved, and my husband built a large kennel out of chicken wire so the dog could roam around without being tied up. The dog didn’t try to get out so we figured we were home free and wouldn’t have to buy an expensive one.
One day I heard growls echoing through the hall. Then I heard a man screaming outside “LADY!”
Kind of scared myself I headed outside to the back yard and here was our dog with the meter man pinned up against the meters, barking and growling. He had dug out of the kennel, which like I said was unusual for him as he was quite content in there.
“Lady get your dog off of me please,” the terrified man pleaded.
The dog was quite large by this time, but eventually I got a hold of his collar and pulled him off the terrified man. The kennel was useless so I held on as hard as I could as I told the man, who needed no urging, to hurry to his truck. I apologized profusely and took the dog inside.
Suddenly I remember all those years ago as a puppy when he was tortured. This man was of the same race. The dog didn’t know any better. He saw someone who looked like the kids who had tortured him.
Telling my husband later that night and showing him the hole the dog had dug in a very short time to get to this man, we had to laugh. Who knew that the dog would remember that and attack? He was a very young puppy, but still impressionable.
Advocate for mental health and invisible illnesses, also a devout Christian