His son about ten years old with more freckles than stars in the night sky, was staring into the eyes of a puppy that was missing a front leg.
“We have been calling him Tres. That means three in Spanish.” The young blond volunteering at the animal shelter said.
She, for some reason was wearing two different kind of shoes, one boot on her right leg and a sport shoe on the other.
The father observed his son falling in love with the small dog that kept falling over.
He looked over at the young blond, “Why are you wearing two different shoes?”
“I have started walking Tres and every time he wants to mark his territory I have to put my leg next to him so he can lean against it and pee.”, She explained.
She got down on her knees next to the boy and asked, “Do you want to know how he lost his leg?”
“Yes!” The boy yelled back, the puppy instinctively barked once.
“He, like his mother is a stray dog. And his mother got pregnant and found an abandoned house, and inside a closet she gave birth to Tres, two sisters and three brothers. Then one night when they were all asleep a couple of rascals were playing with matches in the old house, when things went wrong and they started a fire and then ran off. The house was filled with smoke and flames and the mother woke up and started to save her children, one by one she took them outside into the backyard but when she wanted to go back in the entrance was blocked by the fire, leaving Tres and his brother alone upstairs. Then Tres saved his brother by dragging him downstairs and out of the house through the front door. And somewhere along the way he had burned one of his legs so badly the doctor had to amputate it. Tres is a hero, let me get his brother.”, she said all of that without taking a single breath of air.
She got back up and picked another small puppy from a cage that looked nothing like the three legged one, “You see, he saved him.”
She was holding up the small dog and grabbed his paws and pretended it could talk, “Thank you Tres, my sweet brother for saving me.” She said while hiding her mouth behind the confused looking dog’s head.
The boy was amazed by Tres his heroic act and the two of them wanted to be together.
They stared up at the boy’s father with their combined puppy eyes attack, that was like a beam that send the feeling of guilt through his entire body.
So he nodded and moments later found himself driving home with tumbling from left to right on the backseat.
The young blond was so happy that she had finally gotten rid of Tres, she started dancing with one of the dogs she was grooming.
She was running out of stories on how he lost his leg. She told each person a different story like how it got bitten of by a alligator, or how he lost it in a horrible accident during a Pepsi commercial, or that time he got his paw stuck between a hatch door on the international space station.
“We have been calling him Tres. That means three in Spanish.” The young blond volunteering at the animal shelter said.
She, for some reason was wearing two different kind of shoes, one boot on her right leg and a sport shoe on the other.
The father observed his son falling in love with the small dog that kept falling over.
He looked over at the young blond, “Why are you wearing two different shoes?”
“I have started walking Tres and every time he wants to mark his territory I have to put my leg next to him so he can lean against it and pee.”, She explained.
She got down on her knees next to the boy and asked, “Do you want to know how he lost his leg?”
“Yes!” The boy yelled back, the puppy instinctively barked once.
“He, like his mother is a stray dog. And his mother got pregnant and found an abandoned house, and inside a closet she gave birth to Tres, two sisters and three brothers. Then one night when they were all asleep a couple of rascals were playing with matches in the old house, when things went wrong and they started a fire and then ran off. The house was filled with smoke and flames and the mother woke up and started to save her children, one by one she took them outside into the backyard but when she wanted to go back in the entrance was blocked by the fire, leaving Tres and his brother alone upstairs. Then Tres saved his brother by dragging him downstairs and out of the house through the front door. And somewhere along the way he had burned one of his legs so badly the doctor had to amputate it. Tres is a hero, let me get his brother.”, she said all of that without taking a single breath of air.
She got back up and picked another small puppy from a cage that looked nothing like the three legged one, “You see, he saved him.”
She was holding up the small dog and grabbed his paws and pretended it could talk, “Thank you Tres, my sweet brother for saving me.” She said while hiding her mouth behind the confused looking dog’s head.
The boy was amazed by Tres his heroic act and the two of them wanted to be together.
They stared up at the boy’s father with their combined puppy eyes attack, that was like a beam that send the feeling of guilt through his entire body.
So he nodded and moments later found himself driving home with tumbling from left to right on the backseat.
The young blond was so happy that she had finally gotten rid of Tres, she started dancing with one of the dogs she was grooming.
She was running out of stories on how he lost his leg. She told each person a different story like how it got bitten of by a alligator, or how he lost it in a horrible accident during a Pepsi commercial, or that time he got his paw stuck between a hatch door on the international space station.
