Cocoa

Half of the garage is clean. More organized is better description. Clean, that may be pushing it a little. Christmas lights are bagged and boxed. ready for a 11 months of dormancy. Still there are other Christmas decorations needing the same care.

A dog is outside trying to win our hearts. She's a stray I think.Always with tail between her legs. She ventures up and down the street. Suggested that dog catchers be called because the idea of her being out at night concerns me. Heard a few neighbors shoo her away. Even tried to find shelter in the garage. Can't help but feel sorry and upset about not taking her in. Its been such a long time to have a canine companion. There's been Magic and Tina and Ewok. I can say that some of the way I've seen animals being just discarded made me upset.

For a long time when our dog Magic ran away, I was distraught. Drove around the block for days looking for Him. For two week straight I visited the County Animal shelter hoping Magic would be there. Its rough seeing dogs in these facilities. In a few weeks, probably less, they would be euthanized. Not  a very happy reality.

I remember coming home one day. Seeing all this blood in the street. It was horrible sight. Something bad happened and I just beside myself. My dog Ewok got in a fight with the neighbors dog. Ewok was a tiny mutt that would snuggle up with you under the blankets at night..When I learned that Ewo had passed, it was over with. Wrapped Ewok in a blanket and drove around for hours. I was so angry. Blamed my Dad for this. Must have left the door open and Ewok got out. My relationship with my Dad was never the same. Rightly or wrongly, I blamed him. I shouldn't have. Never was the same after that.

When I see a dog on the street, I purposely become distant. That emotional connection and lost was devastating. I know this not very logical and I should open my heart to these unfortunate strays. It is so hard at times. Seeing this Dog, people have called Cocoa. I just want to take her in and just love her. They need to be taken care of. Got so angry when some of the kids started shooting Cocoa with their soft bullet guns. they are the plastic kind that doesn't cause damage. Well, not physical damage. Emotional, that is another story. There was this playful glee that got my ire up. Shouted at the kids to "Stop" I know I scared them. Rarely do I get angry. I do know when there is resonance and bass when my angry tone project. Kids just stopped as if been pushed by angry bus. Not great imagery. Still, I could feel tears begin to well up.

Tears are my own. One for scaring the kids. Two for the stray Cocoa having no home on the cold wintery night. Won't go right or wrong of the situations. Won't show pictures either. Its a harsh reality and I must for now grin and bear it. Maybe I am supposed to take Cocoa in. Maybe I supposed to let her find her a home.

I think of the homeless people on the streets. All they want is a chance. I see them holding up signs on the freeway onramps and off ramps. It would be an easy twist of Fate to be in their same shoes. Two or three bad luck events and poor choices and one could be a stray like Cocoa looking for a caring Home to take her in. If this were an easy fix, taking in the Homeless, why hasn't it been eliminated from our society? Tough choices people make. Going to Church, I hear the story of Forgiveness, of Redemption, of Divine Intervention. With matters like these, it is hard to imagine these Fairy tales being true. Maybe it is true? Maybe Miracles happen? Maybe all it takes is just taking in a stray like Cocoa in. With this act the world becomes a better place.

I don't know.