A MOVING MEMORY
By Don Doucette
A Suddenly Mobil Home
Our unusual and moving event suddenly came to mind this morning and brought a personal smile. I can yet see it clearly as if a yesterday morning event.
Some years ago during a cold winter morning, I was delivering heating oil while attached to a fill pipe behind a dwelling on Pleasant Street in North Attleboro.
Suddenly, loud noises from the street side – sounds of dragging metal chain like in a horror movie and the repeated loud thumping of a large object. It sounded as wooden with grating dragging noises, bumping and metallic clanking echoes aplenty – over and over again.
I peeked around the house as a large Great Dane-sized dog passed while wearing a huge leather neck collar and giant proportionally sized attached chain fixed to its now mobil and bouncing extra-large doghouse – a stunning site, indeed.
I finished my work at the house and returned to the truck at the street.
The dog along with its suddenly mobil home had vanished into the sunrise as its trailing clatter and dust gently faded.
I’ve always wondered about the conclusion to this story, but know one thing for certain, this dog had plenty of heart and stamina, just like Seabiscuit.
And left in the aftermath of this subsiding commotion, most likely one truly perplexed and head-scratching dog owner.
And the still lingering questions, what had motivated this King Kong-sized dog to such action and what was its mysterious destination? Was it love?
And yet, no kidding and still smiling, a true and moving canine saga from our Ten Mile River Watershed memoirs from yesteryear.
Don Doucette
“Ten Mile River Rambles”