The Loyal Dog

The Loyal Dog|Ni

I always passed by the empty lot near  my house.

There was a stray cat there who always stayed during the afternoon as it peacefully takes a nap.

At first I wanted no relation to it, until I realized that I was slowly coming by for a short visit and would give it my left-over lunch.

It looked so frail, so gentle that with these fingers of mine I could hurt it. But I couldn't help myself, that this cat warmed my heart and would be the only one I could call my friend.

If only I could bring it home I would, but my mother is allergic to cats and I would worry about it when it rains or if it was getting enough food to go by.

This time it rained hard. I immediately headed back home as I couldn't help but worry for the cat who resides on the empty lot. I dashed as my shoes got soaked with the paddle of water and I pant as I arrived in front of the empty lot.

I was surprised and clutched on the handle of my umbrella when I see a person bending down with its umbrella as it tries to shade the stray cat.

I stood there while the rain poured harder and finally the man turned to meet my gaze.