Today was one of the worst days I have had in a long time. I have to admit I love my community and I have hometown pride, but sometimes it is hard to walk the walk. Today was one of those days. Let me start at the beginning. Our Letter Carrier (I know most call them postman but we are in the country so the post office contracts the work out so they aren’t postman … they are letter carriers … Crazy I know but the way it is around here.) So Our Letter Carrier lives just up the road from us. This morning we saw her go by and she honked and Mom waved. Less then 15 minutes later the Letter carrier called Mom. She was crying and upset. It seems that her dog hadn’t come home yesterday. She said she had called for him last night and this morning but he didn’t come. While she was driving her route she took a section of the highway and found her dog dead in the middle of the highway. She couldn’t do anything about it because she was under contract to finish her route.
Mom finished her call and then she told me to get a shovel and a trash bag. For the first time in my life I REALLY DIDN”T WANT TO BE A GOOD NEIGHBOR! Mom told me I didn’t have to go with her but “Putt” was a big dog. He probably weighed a good 75 lbs. So I went. I knew at the least Mom would need someone to keep watch as she got the dog off the highway in roaring traffic. I NEVER want to do that again. Mom had to shovel him into a trash bag and then into a bucket to get him in the truck. I almost lost my lunch twice.
It didn’t end there either. Mom and I then took him to her house and found a spot we thought she would like and then we buried him. The ground was so hard and it was so hot out. It took about 2 hours to dig that hole and bury Putt. Mom did most of it. I am not ashamed to admit that my Mom, a 45 year old woman, has more upper body strength then I, a 16 year old guy does. Not to mention she has a stronger stomach them me too. When the hole was done Mom put Putt in and we quietly buried him.
I have no words for what it took for me to help Mom do the deed that I did today. I can say I am a community supporter and I can say I think everyone should have hometown pride. However, I have to admit it was Mom who stepped up and showed me what it really takes to be a part of a community with hometown pride. She really did this gruesome thing just to help out a neighbor. I don’t know if I would have gone that far to do what Mom did if it wasn’t for her doing it. I know they say that to judge the character of a man you look at what he does when no one is looking. Well, Mom acts the same if people are looking or not. However, this time I probably would have called that person back and told them I just couldn’t do it.
I know you are thinking that you wouldn’t have blamed me. That if I had a weak stomach then that was asking to much of me. Well, you would be wrong. Mom has a weaker stomach then I do and she wasn’t about to give up. She said that there was no way our mail carrier could see her dog like that up close and (God Forbid) that if the rolls were reversed, that no one would want her to see her animal like that either. SO … What is the worst thing you have ever done for a neighbor in the name of home town pride and community?
For the record the Letter Carrier did offered to pay us but when she asked what she owed us … We told her cookies would be nice … Or even a pie of some sort would do!