I meet this nice mute fella on a dark cold night, pretty eager man trying to get into my backpack and then entering my box truck. So after a moment a grin came to my face, an volunteer organ donor!!..
I politely asked him if he wanted to donate his body to medical science? All he had to say was "No". Pretty simple and legal, as i waited for an reply many thoughts went rough my head. "What was this man thinking", still waiting i came to this, thats hes shocked to be such an special person!! Yes thats right, must be it. that's why he haven't reacted yet. After some fun play as cat and mouse, i finally lure.. he by mere chance jumped into my car, seems he was attracted to the sound of the car alarm being turned off. Joyfully i jumped in and ofc as an precaution i locked the doors, he seemed very happy about it being glued to his window playing an escapee. So happily we went up the mountain(where the news station is), he was so exited to get out and see the wonder by pulling like a madman on the handle and banging on the window.
Finally arrived and he is so crazy with happiness he rushed out as soon i unlocked the doors. It was so beautiful, like releasing an animal to the wild, running with all speed it could muster. I was so happy, while he was running down the slopes trying to to get down from the lovely view. If he could talk he would sing of joy, so he wanted to play cat and mouse again down the mountain. Me of had to sit in my box truck to light the path in front of us during this dark cold night.
BUT, i got tired of it. Going past him several miles back to kavala for an nice drink and some food, its been an long night you see. Sitting there eating delicious food and expensive drinks i thought of him.
"I wonder whats hes doing now where i left him on the mountain side all filled with play and excitement."
So next morning i went back, looking for his tracks at that location. Never actually saw him, but 500m from where i last saw him. I started to find pieces of cloth, recognizing that it was from him. With a smile i drowe after the tracks of what seemed like ketchup, (wondering if there was an burger joint close by) i found some recently eaten bones and lots of ketchup around. No more tracks to be found i guessed someone was nice enough to pick him up, ever thinking why dog owners would have that spot to dump fresh bones with meat on them there.
(most of it actually happened but he logged after awhile when i was watching him from an distance trying to get down, sorry for all the typos etc.).
I politely asked him if he wanted to donate his body to medical science? All he had to say was "No". Pretty simple and legal, as i waited for an reply many thoughts went rough my head. "What was this man thinking", still waiting i came to this, thats hes shocked to be such an special person!! Yes thats right, must be it. that's why he haven't reacted yet. After some fun play as cat and mouse, i finally lure.. he by mere chance jumped into my car, seems he was attracted to the sound of the car alarm being turned off. Joyfully i jumped in and ofc as an precaution i locked the doors, he seemed very happy about it being glued to his window playing an escapee. So happily we went up the mountain(where the news station is), he was so exited to get out and see the wonder by pulling like a madman on the handle and banging on the window.
Finally arrived and he is so crazy with happiness he rushed out as soon i unlocked the doors. It was so beautiful, like releasing an animal to the wild, running with all speed it could muster. I was so happy, while he was running down the slopes trying to to get down from the lovely view. If he could talk he would sing of joy, so he wanted to play cat and mouse again down the mountain. Me of had to sit in my box truck to light the path in front of us during this dark cold night.
BUT, i got tired of it. Going past him several miles back to kavala for an nice drink and some food, its been an long night you see. Sitting there eating delicious food and expensive drinks i thought of him.
"I wonder whats hes doing now where i left him on the mountain side all filled with play and excitement."
So next morning i went back, looking for his tracks at that location. Never actually saw him, but 500m from where i last saw him. I started to find pieces of cloth, recognizing that it was from him. With a smile i drowe after the tracks of what seemed like ketchup, (wondering if there was an burger joint close by) i found some recently eaten bones and lots of ketchup around. No more tracks to be found i guessed someone was nice enough to pick him up, ever thinking why dog owners would have that spot to dump fresh bones with meat on them there.
(most of it actually happened but he logged after awhile when i was watching him from an distance trying to get down, sorry for all the typos etc.).