| Story ID: | 3829 |
| Written by: | Michael Timothy Smith (bio, link, contact, other stories) |
| Story type: | Story |
| Location: | West Coast USA |
| Year: | 2006 |
| Person: | Chris-T-Fur |
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| Story ID: | 3829 |
| Written by: | Michael Timothy Smith (bio, link, contact, other stories) |
| Story type: | Story |
| Location: | West Coast USA |
| Year: | 2006 |
| Person: | Chris-T-Fur |
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I received a lot of great comments on my 24-hour Short Story contest entry - Ruby. It is located at http://www.ourecho.com/story-3766-24-Hour-Short-Story-Contest-entry-Ruby.shtml I decided to clear a few things up. Ruby is based on a true story. A few years ago, a man contacted me after reading a story I wrote about a dog. He told me about his little blind dog named Chris-T-Fur. He allowed me to write the following story about him. I wrote it from the owner's point-of-view. Word Count: 590 Chris-T-Fur The litter of puppies snuggled close to their protective mother. With her nourishment, they grew quickly. In a few weeks, they were waddling around, exploring their new home. They were healthy and happy, but one little guy was different. He was smaller and was developing at a much slower rate. We called him Chris-T-Fur. Chris-T-Fur tried to keep up with his brothers and sisters, but always fell behind the pack. He’d run in their direction but would slam into the walls and furniture. We grew concerned and had him examined. The vet said, “I’m sorry, Tom. Chris-T-Fur is blind. His left eye is totally defective, and he has a juvenile cataract in his right. He may have a little vision in his right eye, but it isn’t much. You need to make a decision.” My wife and I both work with people who have disabilities. She’s a physical education teacher for severely disabled children. I work with adults with hearing loss. Our little Chris-T-Fur deserved as much of a chance as anyone. “Doc, we’ll take him home and love him as much as our other dogs.” Chris quickly worked his way into our hearts - a special kinship was formed. Later, Chris-T-Fur developed a seizure disorder. After a seizure, he has to walk it off. He walks all over the house, bumping into everything. Chris-T-Fur soon learned the sound of my car. He’d hear me coming and run down the driveway - headfirst into the metal gate. It’s a wonder he still has a nose. “Go back to the house, Chris.” I told him. He’d turn and run back up the driveway, bouncing off the brick wall – using it as his guide. On outings, he runs with the other dogs, barking at things he cannot see. He runs into fences, bushes, trees, and even over banks. Does it slow him down? No! Chris-T-Fur gets up - a little dazed - shakes it off, and continues the pursuit. He wants to be part of the pack. The other dogs have become intolerant of him lately, especially when they are settled down with a bone or treat. When he walks by, they growl or snap at him. They don’t understand, he can’t see their bone. He has his own treat and is looking for it. At night, I sit to work at my computer. Within a few minutes, I’ll hear Chris-T- Fur enter the room. He sniffs the air, detects where I am, and soon I’ll hear the familiar thud, as he bumps into my chair. I turn, scratch him behind his ears; give him a couple of pats on his head, and show him all the love I feel for him. He then wanders off to another part of the house. At dinner, I purposely drop a few “Kibbles©” on the floor. Chris-T-Fur is quick to hear the sound. With a few sniffs of his over sensitive nose, he can locate his treat. In spite of all his disabilities, Chris-T-Fur is a happy dog. He is friendly and always ready to be my companion. He’s my hero. He doesn’t have a pedigree, but he’s top dog in my books. One day, I know I’ll have a void in my life, where Chris-T-Fur used to be. Until then, I have a daily reminder that the struggles I face are insignificant compared to what others deal with. Chris-T-Fur knows, if you get knocked down, pick yourself up, and brush yourself off. He’s taught me how important it is to keep a positive attitude. Michael T. Smith A year later, I received an email from Chris-T-Furs owner. My wife and I cried our eyes out as we read his email. His wife took the dogs to their camper in the mountains for a weekend alone. There was a gas explosion. She was badly burned and died in hospital a month after the explosion. They found little Chris wandering blindly in the forest. The topic I received for the contest made me think of Ruby,and so the story was born. Sadly, it is based on a true happening. |