Keepin’ It Together – Out of the Ashes….Bria’s Wild Ride – Chapter 1
Hi, my name’s Bria. What’s yours? I’m a 3 year old purebred Labrador Retriever who’s seen some pretty interesting times lately………..heheheh, well THAT’s the understatement of the year!
Life for me was pretty routine up till just before Christmas. I lived the family life with my BFF, Alana, her sister and brother and Mom and Dad. We were a typical American family with jobs and school and sports and stuff. Each day, just before everyone would leave for their respective destinations, I’d pick out a good toy, climb into my crate, and commence to doing my job, napping till school was over and the kids came home. And on the weekends, I’d do the same if the family was headed out for church or games or shopping. Simple, eh?
Well, one December Sunday, I awoke from my nap to a smell I didn’t quite recognize. It kinda smelled like when Dad’s friend lights up one of his stinky cigars…….but it was something else; something I’d never smelled before. The smell got stronger and stronger and it started to make my nose itch and burn. Then, the noise started. First, it was one siren, then more….and more! The shouting began and then the sound of something like rain, but louder. The rain kept getting louder and louder and the shouting and sirens blended with it to make one big mess of a noise. Meantime, the smell got stronger and stronger and smoke started coming through the walls and windows.
I saw a man climb up to the parlor window. He was dressed in a heavy coat and a funny hat shaped like an upside-down pan. He had something in his hand that he pointed into the window and then, WOW! Water everywhere! I had my own personal Singin’ in the Rain storm inside my own home! The man outside just drenched the whole place! Another man dressed like the first smashed our front door to pieces and came running into the parlor. By that time, I was soaking wet from playing in all that rain in my crate (I LOVE water, y’know; it’s my nature). The man took me by my collar; he pulled me out of my crate, into his arms, and out the door we went. And that’s just the first chapter of my story! READ MORE
