A Dog Named Spot

Once upon a time, in a far, far away land, I had a dog. Now his name wasn’t Spot. That’s just some lame title I came up with to pay tribute to some of the kids’ books that grew up off of back in the day.

My dog’s name was Lady Bear. I forgot what type of dog she was but I believe she was a mixed breed. She was beautiful. She had a jet black coat and a good sized dog.

My dad and I would take her everywhere with us. I remember one time at school, I had missed the bus and my father came and got me. His ole truck had taken out so himself and Lady Bear walked all the home up to the school to get me.

That walk had to be maybe 7–8 miles from the house. We walked thru the roads back when during that time the streets weren’t as congested as they are today.

I wouldn’t walk to the ice cream man across the street. That’s just how crowded these streets have become. We walked thru river which I was terrified to do but we made it thru.

I had that dog for about three years. Then one day, she’s gone. She had up and vanished never to be heard from or seen againnnnn. (In a Chris Jericho font) I can’t remember asking my parents about the dog but maybe I did.

I just seem to not be able to remember. The upcoming years I thought about that dog especially when I see other young kids playing with there pets and I got is a fish tank. I like fish all but they don’t give dams about ya if you not feeding them.

Most dogs, especially when you treat them as you should, will love you for life. Give em’ some of that good ole Alpo and rub they bellies and they will be your friends to the end.

So over the period of time I asked my parents about Ladybear and what actually happened to her and to not spoil it but things didn’t fare too well for ole Ladybear.

I asked my mother way back when I was a little older about what happened to Lady Bear. I was still a child. I might’ve been around 7 at the time. She originally told me that and I, quote, “well man, he ran away.”

I was sad for a few moments but I thought to myself, well dogs over time have been known to run away more times often then not. Then about a decade or so later, I asked her again about Lady Bear to see if I could get a little more detail about what happened to make her run away.

Maybe, there was a hole in the fence and she got out. Or maybe somebody just up and took her. That happens a whole lot. They don’t talk about it but doggy theft is one of the fastest growing crimes in the country right next to the title theft.

Believe me, I ain’t lying. I’ve seen the data. She switched up her story a great deal. She went from telling me that he ran away to she got hit by a car. WHAT IN THE TORLEDO IS GOING!!! (I used that corny phrase because I’m trying my best to keep this long post PG: John Cena style) Lol.

You remember when he changed his finishing move from the FU to the attitude adjustment. That sounded so corny hearing me type that. (More about the WWE PG era in a later post) So after that response I didn’t want to pry anymore.

I just left it alone until about a few months ago. My father and I were sitting around chit chatting about this amd that. You know my pops and I can be when we get to talking.

We be all over the place. We can go from topics like, “why do the lakers suck so dam bad” or “why are politicians so gutless.” Well this particular time, I’d though that I would asked my father what really happened to my dog and that’s when this story take a very sad turn.

I caution all kiddies and the screamish adults to read at your own risk. Also, here’s another one of my disclaimers.

• Disclaimer: I, DigitalFoot_Print) do not condone the harming of any animals.

Now that that’s done with it, I’ll continue. My father told me that yes, Lady Bear did indeed get hit by a car. He told me he took her to the vet but there wasn’t anything that they could do so he took her to a relative’s house.

My father left and went somewhere but when he came back he had found out the said relative and have put her out of her misery. The man explained that he saw how pitiful she was looking and that she would never ever walk again.

That was heartbreaking and gutwrenching even though this stuff happened ages ago. It still stings. I never wanted my dog to go out like that and my parents?

Them cats kept the charade going for decades and decades and decades. Smh at the both of them. Now I know parents want to protect they kids from the evils of this world but come on man; That’s taking it a little too far.

Sheds tear. Pours out a little liquor for Lady Bear. Then goes off on a tangent. Aight kids, I’m pretty sure you’re still reading this because you noisy little buggers never ever do what an adult tells you to do.

And I believe me I know because I used to be a kid about 112 years ago so I know all tricks and you wanna know what else I know? I know that Santa Claus? He’s NOT REALLLLL.

Neither is the Easter Bunny. YO MOMMA gave you that 5 dollars. Tooth Fairy? That joker is about as fake as three dollar bill. THERE!!!! Enjoy the rest of your childhood. Lmao. Take care all.