The dog at the pet shop.
A beautiful creature. Both amazing outside and inside, a wonderful husky lies on the mat, under a shed inside the petshop.
He lies there, patiently, waiting for it's opportunity, to be picked up, to be given the chance by someone that notices it, to be better, and to redeem itself.
There are also other dogs in the pet shop, they're all separated, in their own sheds, individually waiting for someone.
Time goes on, the dog couldn't help but to look at how some come, and take the other dogs happily, those dogs, being given the chance, to have a family, someone they can take care and be taken care of.
Since our husk'ys shed is next to the door, it always see how ppl come and go, almost taunting it.
"Why, why noone notices me, why noone wants me?" The poor husky questions, often. Each time it sees others go, and the dog staying there. Painful times.
Sometimes some come, and stare at it.
They talk to the dog in a language our husky doesn't understand, they wave at it. Our husky is too shy and scared, so much things happen in so little time.
It doesn't matter either way, the attention it gets quickly fades away into the eyes of other dog, and everything stays the same.
But our dog gets joy, happiness, each time the illusion of happiness comes into it's mind. Of course, just an illusion, because for some reason noone wants that husky. "Do I need to do something special to be noticed, so someone takes me?" the dog thinks, in it's simple mind.
But there's not much else that it can do, but to be itself.
Yeso ur dog is just a dog; it can't express it's feelings onto those that pass by. Mostly because those that come looking for a new pet, just take attention to the outside, not how our dog is in reality.
And as time goes on, and on, the husky gets more desperate inside. It can't show it's eagerness to be part of something, yet just ignored, and looked at.
The husky, is leashed to the store, to the fate of whoever comes, and wants it. It can try to escape and look for a self future, but the dog knows it's not a good idea, it's not good idea to leave everything you have for a chance of something different.
Our dog can only look, watch, how some just come to the store, display their interest, making think our husky that is finally time for a new home, only to be shown later they changed opinion and looked for a more entertaining partner.
Oh poor husky! Noone wants it! Maybe noone notices it, maybe noone likes it, or is just a weird dog. Who knows. It can only look there, waiting...
Until someday the store closes; it's owners die in a car accident. Our husky is adult now, it can take care of itself, but it has nowhere to go.
Just to run on errands, like a lone wolf, "surviving", yet with the permanent tought, that noone wanted it. It was never wanted.
Later on it's life, the husky realised, that maybe some wanted to take our husky home. But it was too dumb to realise and communicate that, thus the potential new owners just shy away.
The only snippets of happiness our dog felt in it's life was when others were considering it, or when others made it to believe into something.
Doesn't matter either way, our now old dog looks to the street, and spots one of the dogs that was sold on the store, way ago, when they were one of the first to be sold. That dog was with it's owner, with another dog partner next to it, and it seemed happy.
The other dook looked back at our husky, and winked.
"why" our husky thought.
And then our dog died.
It was not it's fault, just bad luck, possibly. Maybe some will remember that husky. Or not.
It didn't get the opportunity to be big, likely noone will.
Just the crows that get to eat it's body and rip it gut away. And then the homeless person that's near that burns the crows, eat them and then what's left of the dog.
But that's another story.