Bob stares at me. I stare at him. No words need to be exchanged. I know what he wants. Every day he does this. If he wasn’t so adorable, these awkward stares might be annoying. But he can wait. He has no choice. I am eating a plate of pancakes covered in syrup. I mean, not an entire stack of six huge pancakes, the kind of pile you might see at some dinner. No. Just three normal-sized ones. I am a girl after all, not a lumber jack.
I sit savoring my breakfast, looking out over the lawn that needs mowed and the mailbox that is leaning to the right a bit too much. Bob never cares though. Nor is he much help. He is still staring at me. I smile back, “Oh you poor deprived thing. Do you think we should call the animal abuse hotline for you?” He doesn’t think my joke is funny. He just sits, and stares with his big, sad eyes that remind me of Sam. I sigh.
As I sip my coffee, a bluejay lands on the deck railing. It just stares at me too. Odd. Very odd. But in an strange way, it brings me comfort. Bluejays were Sam’s favorite bird. The bird moves around the railing, and gets Bob’s attention. Bob turns to stare at it. He quickly realizes the bird has no food and loses interest. He stares at me again. I giggle and throw him a treat, which he practically inhales. “OK. OK. We can go in a second. Clearly, you don’t care about our little company here. I am sorry Mr. Bluejay, Bob has a one track mind. And right now, it’s time for our walk to the barn.” The bird stops walking around and stares at me, tilting its head back and forth – kind of like it’s actually listening to me. Weird.
I look down at the tattoo on the inside of my wrist. Two hearts connected by an weaving vine. Intertwined forever. Over the hearts, flies a bird. Sam said the bird was symbolic for protection, like a guardian of our love. He drew the beautiful design and came up with the story. So when he died last year, I took his drawing into the best tattoo artist and he put it to ink. I run my fingers along it. Tracing it. A tear runs down my check. “Damn it Sam! I can’t do this without you!” As I look at the ink bird, I realize, it’s a bluejay. Instantly I look up at the real bluejay that is still standing on the deck, chirping now, looking at me. Bob is looking at the bird too. “No. It can’t be,” I whisper. But as I go to stand, the bluejay takes flight. He circles around the deck. Bob and I stare at it circle. Suddenly, it lands right in front of Bob and stares at him. It chirps and chirps. Bob stares back and barks gently to the bird. Then he flies away.
With tears running down my face I cry out, “Sam? Is that you? Sam!” Bob nudges my leg and looks up at me with those sad eyes. I bend down and climbs up my legs to lick my tears from my cheek. “Awe-thank you buddy. Thank you. It looks like we have our own little guardian bird. He will be back…Oh please let him come back.”
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Cee’s B&W Challenge on Animals.
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…another posing pet! they are everywhere now, and I love them all!
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Beautiful, Nato! Love how you captured his eyes, looks like he wants to say something…
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Thank you Amy. He has always been such an expressive dog full of personality.
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Ahhh, what a cutie!
janet
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There we go again with the cute dogs. His expression seems to mirror the way I feel today!
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Blah ha ha! I am so sorry. I will so start posting more harsh and non-cute things. He can’t control his cuteness though, but he always did have these classic expressions.
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Thanks, Michelle. I do have some photos of cute kids. But then they grow up! Actually, I was pretty cute when I was a kid. But I grew up. My wife says only physically. So I’m good with that!
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Ha! You bring up good points. Growing up is over rated anyway. I have some bugs and a lizard ready for my blog tomorrow. So no cute kids or puppies! And Sunday, I have some pictures of a decaying old church and cemetery. Maybe that can help fit your mood.
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You misunderstand. It’s not my mood. It’s who I am!
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Ha! Well alright then. May you find no cute puppies and kids today:)
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Much appreciated, Michelle. Thanks!
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Well written and definitely brings a tear to my eye. And great photo too. Beautiful portrait.
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Thanks Lynne! “Bob” is quite cute isn’t he? I appreciate your feedback so much:)
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Congratulations! I have chosen your post to be featured on Cee’s Black & White Photo Challenge.
I sure hope your week has been fantastic so far.
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Whoo hoo! That is two this week (one on each of my blogs). It’s the best blog week ever!
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Marvelous post for my challenge! Thanks.
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Why thanks Cee:)
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Guess it is your week. You should claim it. 🙂
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I will!! It has made my week great.
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so awesome! I thought it was a true story until I read it was for a prompt. adorable photo too. He looks like a Bob. 🙂
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Well the dog is real, but his name is Lucky in real life. He does just stare and stare, especially if there is food around. Sam though, is not real exactly. He is inspired by the idea that there really is ultimate true love.
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Awesom-tastic (that’s supposed to be a combination of awesome and fantastic! Lool.) This is a funny, yet sad bit. We are glad Sam is still watching over his own somehow.
Nice work on the challenge. Cheers blogger.
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Thanks! It’s funny because I had no idea where I was going with this story and how I was going to tie in all those random requirements. But it all just kind of worked out!
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Lool! I know that feeling. Once I saw the daily prompt post in my mail box, I just looked away. The first thought that came to mind was ‘how the heck do I make this work?!’. I am glad I read through the tagged posts still, at least now I know there are a thousand and one ways to do the impossible.
Ultimately, ‘m glad it worked out for you! 😀
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There is always a way:) It just may take some time and going with the flow. Let your mind flow without too much thinking.
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