Something Bad Could Have Happened... Sweet Chadwick Escaped

Something Bad Could Have Happened... Sweet Chadwick Escaped
By Gloria Faye Brown Bates/aka Granny Gee

He ran like the wind, he didn't hear the voice calling him to please come back.  He ran toward the open field near by, stopped... turned to look back.

He saw her standing at the gate... he saw pain on her face.  He couldn't stop... this was his chance!  He turned his back on her as he heard her cry again.  "Please come back, please come back"!

He ran toward the trees, down the bank... into the highway.  He could hear someone crying behind him.  Please come back, the woman cried.  He turned for a moment to look at her... no matter how much he loved her... the pull to run was too strong.

He ran down the side of the highway, into the front yard of their home.  He laid down on the grass, rolled... got up, ran to the highway.  He heard the woman cry out to him... he heard the sound of a car coming fast.  He didn't know which way to go!

Just as he began to cross the road, he felt something push him back!  The woman saw him suddenly leave the road, saw his hair flattened out from the force of the wind.  The car never slowed down as it passed.

He soon forgot about the car... ran like the wind.  He ran all around, never leaving the sight of the woman.  Her shoulders fell, tears fell down her face.  She turned, went inside the gate...

She went into the house, opened the refrigerator, took a cooked hamburger patty out.  Outside, she went... she saw him.  She began talking to him, telling him she had something good for him.

He ran down the length of the fence, neared the gate.  He smelled the hamburger, followed it.  The gate opened just enough, he followed the hamburger until he was safely inside.

The woman looked at him... told him she shouldn't even give him that hamburger for upsetting her like that.  She looked down into his face, smiled... looked up to the sky.  She thanked God that he was safe.

She looked around her, at the other two.  These three Pups, her husband... Skip, were her whole world.  She almost lost one of them, because she was careless at the gate to their fence.  She felt weak from relief, from being so grateful he was safely back inside.

Chadwick... Sweet Chadwick, the 'Wick-Wick', their yellow Pup had escaped for about ten minutes.  He ran like the wind, rolled in the grass, felt freedom for a short time.  He came back to his fence... he wanted to be home where he was loved, protected, cared for.  He wanted his family around him... he knew them.  He didn't 'know out here'.

Gloria leaned over, took his sweet face, kissed it.  The other two Pups, Camie and Kissy... ran to be kissed, too!  She kissed them all, hugged them, and thanked God they were safe.

Something bad could have happened... when Chadwick escaped.