Bandit; Mystery Solved!
Today's writing went well. Developed Cara's character a little more. I'm really getting into the groove with these characters the second time around. Profoundly enjoyable ... I love my new job! :)
Okay, so our friends Dave and Samantha recently moved into a house in Richmond's Southside. Everytime we visit them, there's a dog out next door in the fenced in yard of a house that never seems to have any life in it. No lights, no cars in the driveway. Just this dog that I've never actually seen in the daylight so I can only speculate what it looks like.
Apparently Samantha got the story from an old lady who's lived in the neighborhood for something like 30 years. A man, his wife and two children once lived in that house. The couple was young, in their thirties. The woman suffered an aneurism quickly followed by a stroke and was sent to some kind of special care. The man took his two children and moved in with his mother three blocks away. He doesn't have anything to do with his wife, nor the house, nor the dog either. He just kind of left it all there. The neighbors all take it upon themselves to make sure the dog is fed. Repeated calls to the authorities have proved fruitless, as Animal Control won't take the dog because he's well-fed.
So this poor dog has lived completely alone, hiding under the house during the bad weather, for TWO years! Her name is Bandit. The only way to get Animal Control to do anything permanent with the dog is to starve it. So I ask you this, what kind of fucked up world are we living in?
Just thought I'd share this story as it was too bizarre to keep to myself.
Have a wonderful weekend (Go Pats!) and I'll see you all again on Monday... maybe Tuesday if Holly and I take the holiday off.
Currently Reading: Small World by Lawrence Block
Okay, so our friends Dave and Samantha recently moved into a house in Richmond's Southside. Everytime we visit them, there's a dog out next door in the fenced in yard of a house that never seems to have any life in it. No lights, no cars in the driveway. Just this dog that I've never actually seen in the daylight so I can only speculate what it looks like.
Apparently Samantha got the story from an old lady who's lived in the neighborhood for something like 30 years. A man, his wife and two children once lived in that house. The couple was young, in their thirties. The woman suffered an aneurism quickly followed by a stroke and was sent to some kind of special care. The man took his two children and moved in with his mother three blocks away. He doesn't have anything to do with his wife, nor the house, nor the dog either. He just kind of left it all there. The neighbors all take it upon themselves to make sure the dog is fed. Repeated calls to the authorities have proved fruitless, as Animal Control won't take the dog because he's well-fed.
So this poor dog has lived completely alone, hiding under the house during the bad weather, for TWO years! Her name is Bandit. The only way to get Animal Control to do anything permanent with the dog is to starve it. So I ask you this, what kind of fucked up world are we living in?
Just thought I'd share this story as it was too bizarre to keep to myself.
Have a wonderful weekend (Go Pats!) and I'll see you all again on Monday... maybe Tuesday if Holly and I take the holiday off.
Currently Reading: Small World by Lawrence Block
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