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The Sequel to Missing Dog!
When I started writing the latest of Sidi’s adventures, I had no idea it was going to be a four-parter. Two sides of Sidi’s tale, and two about what the Dog didn’t see. But that’s the way it’s turned out. So, with your kind indulgence, gentle reader, I humbly offer…
The Luckiest Dog in the World – Chapter 31
TITLE: Lost in Lost Angeles
AUTHOR: Pecos – PecosPhil@sprintmail.com
WEBSITE: http://www.chimerafic.com
RATING: PG - adult language, innuendo
FEEDBACK: remember the golden rule, (please!)
SUMMARY: Sidi tells his story
DISCLAIMER: I don’t make the toys, I’m
only playing with them. No money made,
nor disrespect intended
NOTE: Please forgive any intentional or
unintentional abuse of facts and history
Lost in Lost Angeles
Hello again to all the People, especially the Nice ones! I think it has been a while since I was telling you about my Life and all the Stuff that happens in it, so now I will do that more, okay?
I think that last time I stopped the telling at when I met the Strange Man near the rubbish bins. He had called me “Lord Dog” and gave me a Treat out of his smelly pocket. I was glad to get that Treat then because I was Hungry. The Strange Man took my collar and ran a bit of cloth through it, sorta like my leash. This was so that the Strange Man wouldn’t get lost. He patted my butt and scratched my ears and then he got up very slowly from the ground and we went Walkies together!
The Strange Man started to talk to me as we went, and he said that his name was George and he was a South Caro-linian. I didn’t know about those People before, but I can tell you that they walk kinda crooked and they complain about how cold it gets at night, when the city is really dark except for the lights.
So George took me on a Walkies through all sorts of Great places with weird, strong Smells. And George knows how to get Food just about anywhere! He stopped at some of the rubbish bins and he found things for both of us to eat. Maybe his nose is even better than mine, because he was really Good at finding Food!
I don’t like to say anything Bad about my Alpha, but he’s really not very Good at getting Food. Sometimes when we are at his Playing Place there’s a tent that has Food all over in it – on the tables and under the tables and on plates and in big shiny HOT things. And My Alpha just gets a little tiny bit or sometimes nothing at all but a drink, and he sits there and Talks to People while the Dog is whining and looking and getting Nothing!
Usually Other People give the Dog something to eat, maybe under the table or when my Orlando Alpha isn’t looking. But this really isn’t right, because I could eat about everything there if I only got the chance – oh, except for the Food in the shiny HOT things. Those will burn your nose. They’re Really hot.
Look out for the shiny HOT things.
But the New Strange Guy called George found Food everywhere. And he got some stuff to Drink too, which made him walk even more crooked. It was a Good thing that he had a dependable Alpha Dog like Me to guide him around.
It was Very late in the night by then, and George was tired. We went under a bridge thing and found a place to sleep. It was like my place under the table. But there was no Viggo cloth there for me to make a nest out of and the sound of Cars went by all night. I think maybe the air conditioning was too high in George’s room, because it got very cold. I curled up very close to George and he said I kept him warm. I’m Good at doing that! I’m a Dog from the desert, so I know all about being warm!
The next morning George was slow getting up. He said that he had Appalachian Tommyknockers in his head. Viggo has an Appalachian horse, so I guess that was a BIG THING in his head!
We walked down to a river that ran through a big cement canyon. It was like the canyon where the Doggie Park is, but this one was full of junk and the water was only up to my hocks. I wanted to drink a lot of it, but George said no and made me stop. He got me some water in a bottle later. That was a Good Thing, because I need water to drink so I can make Piss Marks. After we found some more Food (George is SO SMART!) we started walking again.
This wasn’t like walking with my Alpha Orlando. There was no Posse People around, and no Squeee Girls stopping us all the time, and there was absolutely no Pupper-Nazis trying to make pictures of us. In fact, it was a strange thing walking with George. It was like nobody could even see him. He walked along the street and through parks and over pavement and other People would just go by and not say any Nice Words or make eye contact.
Sometimes People would see me, the big, powerful Alpha Dog walking along, and they would smile or start to say “Nice Doggie!” but as soon as they saw George on the other end of the cloth bit they would look away. Maybe George is not an Alpha Male like my Orlando. Maybe this is the way the Beta Males get treated. Maybe he was even lower than a Beta Male. I never saw anything like an Invisible Person before. It was very Odd.
He didn’t Smell that different from other People. Maybe his scent was stronger than most, and he didn’t have any weird chemicals on him. But he didn’t Smell Afraid, and he didn’t act Submissive. He was just Not There to other People.
I am going to have to Ponder about this strange Invisible People thing. I wonder how many other Invisible People there are around?
Anyhow, George and I walked for a long, long time. It was like we were going to walk all the way out of Lost Angeles. There were Cars all around us, but George never got inside one to Ride. I think it was actually better to be walking, because I got to Sniff at Everything, and George didn’t mind at all stopping for a moment when I Smelled something Really Good or found gum on the sidewalk! When I made Shit George didn’t care about picking it up either, so I got to leave it where I wanted it to be, which was nice for a change.
Now there was Sidi Marks all over the City!
We stopped for a while to rest in a grassy Place, and George got some money from a Nice Lady with Silly Shoes who stopped to pet me on the head. She said something about “Godbless” and “don’t drink it.” But you can’t drink money! Then George got another bottle of water to share with me and some Food from a place that burns meat (you know the place, it’s Everywhere!) and then he got another bottle that he didn’t Share with the Dog. But despite this it was turning out to get a Really Great Day!
As the night started coming it was getting cold again, and George were still walking. I was surprised that we hadn’t gotten to London Place or the Baa-hamas, because we had walked so far! My feet were getting sore and I kept sitting down every time George stopped to wait for the Cars to go past. I was starting to wish that I was back in the Shat-oh with my Alpha Male and his Friends and that it was Snackies Time! Popcorn is the Best Snackies! I don’t think that George has got any popcorn. Maybe he’s never eaten it. I wonder if the Nice Lady with Silly Shoes had any popcorn to give to George?
That night we stopped in the doorway of a building, and George curled up in a ball like a Cat. I laid my muzzle on his leg and almost fell asleep when some Bad Guys came along talking Very Loud and knocking things over. They Yelled at George and threw something at him. I jumped up and started Barking! and the Bad Guys backed away. They laughed and threw a thing at me too, but I ran at them and Growled! and Barked! and I was a Fierce Mean Dog! The Bad Guys went away fast, trying to still act Mean. But I knew that they were Afraid of me! I went back to George and he was Very Sad.
I licked his face and he petted me and called me “Lord Dog” again. Then we got up and George had to lean on me a bit to walk. We found a quiet place under a thing of Wood and we made a Nest there. It was a Good Den, and we stayed Warm that night. It rained for a while, but we were dry under there.
That night I dreamed about my Alpha Male. I Dreamed that he was Sad too, and he had the Sad Water coming from his eyes. He kept calling my name and looking for me in places that I wasn’t at. My Alpha called to all of his friends to help him look for his Sidi. He was Lost without me! Sad, and Lost!
I woke up when I heard a Dog whining, but there was no one there to bother George and me. So I guess I dreamed about the Dog whining. I curled up again and went back to sleep. But it wasn’t Good Sleep, despite the Good Den we’d found.
That next day we started walking again, and now I was tired! We got some Food from a Rubbish bin, and then a bit more from a guy who was selling Hot Dogs! on the street. I Love Hot Dogs! They’re not really Dogs, you know. They just call them that because they’re Really Really Good! The guy said he had some that were too old to sell, and he gave them to George. George was very Happy about this, and he told the Hot Dog Man that he was a kind soul. I got two of them, and then I didn’t mind walking so much after that!
We had to go across a really busy street, and we had to Run to do it! Cars made Rude Noises at us. George Yelled at them and said Mad Words back. I would have Barked too, but my mouth was busy holding a stick that I had found along the way. The stick got kinda heavy after a while, and George told me to put it down. He said I could find it later. See, I told you he was Smart!
We took a nap in an alley on some cardboard that Smelled of Cat Piss. I tried to Tell George that it was going to make us Smell Bad too, but he didn’t seem to understand. Maybe he meant to cover our scents so we could be even More Invisible!
It got kinda late in the day then, and I was starting to Smell places that I thought I had Smelled before. The Ocean was getting close, and there was some Food that comes from a Place I’ve been to. I started walking faster, and my tail was very stiff. I kept looking for Bad Guys or Nice People who didn’t think we weren’t there, but mostly I just saw Strangers.
Then I caught a faint whiff of a Sidi Mark! I couldn’t find it for sure, I think maybe it was across the street from us, but I could Smell that I had definitely been there before! This was part of My Territory! My Pack had been there! I started Barking as we walked, hoping that I could find another familiar Dog Bark from somewhere. George just laughed at that.
We went down a street past a Place that makes Food, and then up an alley. I was Barking and Sniffing and I got so Excited that I kept pulling on the cloth leash. George was stumbling a bit, trying to keep up with me. We got to a Place and there was some grass and George said “I think this is it!” and we went to a door. George knocked on the door.
You won’t EVER guess who was behind that door! You won’t! Really!
It was Viggo!
See, I didn’t guess either! Viggo opened up the door and said “Well, Hello George!” and started to say something else but I Barked and jumped up on him and he staggered back inside his Den – and then My Alpha Orlando was there and he grabbed me off the ground and Screamed and Squeeed and I licked his face all over! I squirmed until I got down and then ran around like a Completely Crazy Dog! and my Alpha was making the Sad Water just like in my dream! But it wasn’t time to be Sad at all!
I finally settled down enough to look around the Den and I found that Quick-fingers Johnny was there too. He looked very Happy to see me and my Alpha together again. George was sitting in the kitchen eating Viggo’s Food, and then I got a whole bowl of my Crunchy Good Things! It was almost more than I could eat, but I managed. Then I got to climb into my Orlando’s lap, and he petted and petted me, and said that I wouldn’t even have to have a Bath until the next day!
So everything was Good again! And that’s the end of that story. Except maybe for what the males in Viggo’s Den had been doing when we got there. But that’s a different story.
The Luckiest Dog in the World – Chapter 31
TITLE: Lost in Lost Angeles
AUTHOR: Pecos – PecosPhil@sprintmail.com
WEBSITE: http://www.chimerafic.com
RATING: PG - adult language, innuendo
FEEDBACK: remember the golden rule, (please!)
SUMMARY: Sidi tells his story
DISCLAIMER: I don’t make the toys, I’m
only playing with them. No money made,
nor disrespect intended
NOTE: Please forgive any intentional or
unintentional abuse of facts and history
Lost in Lost Angeles
Hello again to all the People, especially the Nice ones! I think it has been a while since I was telling you about my Life and all the Stuff that happens in it, so now I will do that more, okay?
I think that last time I stopped the telling at when I met the Strange Man near the rubbish bins. He had called me “Lord Dog” and gave me a Treat out of his smelly pocket. I was glad to get that Treat then because I was Hungry. The Strange Man took my collar and ran a bit of cloth through it, sorta like my leash. This was so that the Strange Man wouldn’t get lost. He patted my butt and scratched my ears and then he got up very slowly from the ground and we went Walkies together!
The Strange Man started to talk to me as we went, and he said that his name was George and he was a South Caro-linian. I didn’t know about those People before, but I can tell you that they walk kinda crooked and they complain about how cold it gets at night, when the city is really dark except for the lights.
So George took me on a Walkies through all sorts of Great places with weird, strong Smells. And George knows how to get Food just about anywhere! He stopped at some of the rubbish bins and he found things for both of us to eat. Maybe his nose is even better than mine, because he was really Good at finding Food!
I don’t like to say anything Bad about my Alpha, but he’s really not very Good at getting Food. Sometimes when we are at his Playing Place there’s a tent that has Food all over in it – on the tables and under the tables and on plates and in big shiny HOT things. And My Alpha just gets a little tiny bit or sometimes nothing at all but a drink, and he sits there and Talks to People while the Dog is whining and looking and getting Nothing!
Usually Other People give the Dog something to eat, maybe under the table or when my Orlando Alpha isn’t looking. But this really isn’t right, because I could eat about everything there if I only got the chance – oh, except for the Food in the shiny HOT things. Those will burn your nose. They’re Really hot.
Look out for the shiny HOT things.
But the New Strange Guy called George found Food everywhere. And he got some stuff to Drink too, which made him walk even more crooked. It was a Good thing that he had a dependable Alpha Dog like Me to guide him around.
It was Very late in the night by then, and George was tired. We went under a bridge thing and found a place to sleep. It was like my place under the table. But there was no Viggo cloth there for me to make a nest out of and the sound of Cars went by all night. I think maybe the air conditioning was too high in George’s room, because it got very cold. I curled up very close to George and he said I kept him warm. I’m Good at doing that! I’m a Dog from the desert, so I know all about being warm!
The next morning George was slow getting up. He said that he had Appalachian Tommyknockers in his head. Viggo has an Appalachian horse, so I guess that was a BIG THING in his head!
We walked down to a river that ran through a big cement canyon. It was like the canyon where the Doggie Park is, but this one was full of junk and the water was only up to my hocks. I wanted to drink a lot of it, but George said no and made me stop. He got me some water in a bottle later. That was a Good Thing, because I need water to drink so I can make Piss Marks. After we found some more Food (George is SO SMART!) we started walking again.
This wasn’t like walking with my Alpha Orlando. There was no Posse People around, and no Squeee Girls stopping us all the time, and there was absolutely no Pupper-Nazis trying to make pictures of us. In fact, it was a strange thing walking with George. It was like nobody could even see him. He walked along the street and through parks and over pavement and other People would just go by and not say any Nice Words or make eye contact.
Sometimes People would see me, the big, powerful Alpha Dog walking along, and they would smile or start to say “Nice Doggie!” but as soon as they saw George on the other end of the cloth bit they would look away. Maybe George is not an Alpha Male like my Orlando. Maybe this is the way the Beta Males get treated. Maybe he was even lower than a Beta Male. I never saw anything like an Invisible Person before. It was very Odd.
He didn’t Smell that different from other People. Maybe his scent was stronger than most, and he didn’t have any weird chemicals on him. But he didn’t Smell Afraid, and he didn’t act Submissive. He was just Not There to other People.
I am going to have to Ponder about this strange Invisible People thing. I wonder how many other Invisible People there are around?
Anyhow, George and I walked for a long, long time. It was like we were going to walk all the way out of Lost Angeles. There were Cars all around us, but George never got inside one to Ride. I think it was actually better to be walking, because I got to Sniff at Everything, and George didn’t mind at all stopping for a moment when I Smelled something Really Good or found gum on the sidewalk! When I made Shit George didn’t care about picking it up either, so I got to leave it where I wanted it to be, which was nice for a change.
Now there was Sidi Marks all over the City!
We stopped for a while to rest in a grassy Place, and George got some money from a Nice Lady with Silly Shoes who stopped to pet me on the head. She said something about “Godbless” and “don’t drink it.” But you can’t drink money! Then George got another bottle of water to share with me and some Food from a place that burns meat (you know the place, it’s Everywhere!) and then he got another bottle that he didn’t Share with the Dog. But despite this it was turning out to get a Really Great Day!
As the night started coming it was getting cold again, and George were still walking. I was surprised that we hadn’t gotten to London Place or the Baa-hamas, because we had walked so far! My feet were getting sore and I kept sitting down every time George stopped to wait for the Cars to go past. I was starting to wish that I was back in the Shat-oh with my Alpha Male and his Friends and that it was Snackies Time! Popcorn is the Best Snackies! I don’t think that George has got any popcorn. Maybe he’s never eaten it. I wonder if the Nice Lady with Silly Shoes had any popcorn to give to George?
That night we stopped in the doorway of a building, and George curled up in a ball like a Cat. I laid my muzzle on his leg and almost fell asleep when some Bad Guys came along talking Very Loud and knocking things over. They Yelled at George and threw something at him. I jumped up and started Barking! and the Bad Guys backed away. They laughed and threw a thing at me too, but I ran at them and Growled! and Barked! and I was a Fierce Mean Dog! The Bad Guys went away fast, trying to still act Mean. But I knew that they were Afraid of me! I went back to George and he was Very Sad.
I licked his face and he petted me and called me “Lord Dog” again. Then we got up and George had to lean on me a bit to walk. We found a quiet place under a thing of Wood and we made a Nest there. It was a Good Den, and we stayed Warm that night. It rained for a while, but we were dry under there.
That night I dreamed about my Alpha Male. I Dreamed that he was Sad too, and he had the Sad Water coming from his eyes. He kept calling my name and looking for me in places that I wasn’t at. My Alpha called to all of his friends to help him look for his Sidi. He was Lost without me! Sad, and Lost!
I woke up when I heard a Dog whining, but there was no one there to bother George and me. So I guess I dreamed about the Dog whining. I curled up again and went back to sleep. But it wasn’t Good Sleep, despite the Good Den we’d found.
That next day we started walking again, and now I was tired! We got some Food from a Rubbish bin, and then a bit more from a guy who was selling Hot Dogs! on the street. I Love Hot Dogs! They’re not really Dogs, you know. They just call them that because they’re Really Really Good! The guy said he had some that were too old to sell, and he gave them to George. George was very Happy about this, and he told the Hot Dog Man that he was a kind soul. I got two of them, and then I didn’t mind walking so much after that!
We had to go across a really busy street, and we had to Run to do it! Cars made Rude Noises at us. George Yelled at them and said Mad Words back. I would have Barked too, but my mouth was busy holding a stick that I had found along the way. The stick got kinda heavy after a while, and George told me to put it down. He said I could find it later. See, I told you he was Smart!
We took a nap in an alley on some cardboard that Smelled of Cat Piss. I tried to Tell George that it was going to make us Smell Bad too, but he didn’t seem to understand. Maybe he meant to cover our scents so we could be even More Invisible!
It got kinda late in the day then, and I was starting to Smell places that I thought I had Smelled before. The Ocean was getting close, and there was some Food that comes from a Place I’ve been to. I started walking faster, and my tail was very stiff. I kept looking for Bad Guys or Nice People who didn’t think we weren’t there, but mostly I just saw Strangers.
Then I caught a faint whiff of a Sidi Mark! I couldn’t find it for sure, I think maybe it was across the street from us, but I could Smell that I had definitely been there before! This was part of My Territory! My Pack had been there! I started Barking as we walked, hoping that I could find another familiar Dog Bark from somewhere. George just laughed at that.
We went down a street past a Place that makes Food, and then up an alley. I was Barking and Sniffing and I got so Excited that I kept pulling on the cloth leash. George was stumbling a bit, trying to keep up with me. We got to a Place and there was some grass and George said “I think this is it!” and we went to a door. George knocked on the door.
You won’t EVER guess who was behind that door! You won’t! Really!
It was Viggo!
See, I didn’t guess either! Viggo opened up the door and said “Well, Hello George!” and started to say something else but I Barked and jumped up on him and he staggered back inside his Den – and then My Alpha Orlando was there and he grabbed me off the ground and Screamed and Squeeed and I licked his face all over! I squirmed until I got down and then ran around like a Completely Crazy Dog! and my Alpha was making the Sad Water just like in my dream! But it wasn’t time to be Sad at all!
I finally settled down enough to look around the Den and I found that Quick-fingers Johnny was there too. He looked very Happy to see me and my Alpha together again. George was sitting in the kitchen eating Viggo’s Food, and then I got a whole bowl of my Crunchy Good Things! It was almost more than I could eat, but I managed. Then I got to climb into my Orlando’s lap, and he petted and petted me, and said that I wouldn’t even have to have a Bath until the next day!
So everything was Good again! And that’s the end of that story. Except maybe for what the males in Viggo’s Den had been doing when we got there. But that’s a different story.
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Sidi Says:
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It was very thought-provoking, reading about the Beta males and the invisible people . . . well done for drawing on our conscience, while telling a fantastically humorous tale. It's been a lovely piece.
And how wonderful to see the Alpha DOG and Alpha Orlando reunited . . . and they all lived happily ever afer!!
Sidi Says:
It's Speaks-Kindly-to-Animals Lady! Hello Nice Person! I'm glad that you liked my story! And my truly vast social commentary as well.
*pauses...ponders*
I think that maybe you're talking about the popcorn bit, right? You can eat popcorn all day and still have room for Crunchy Good Things!
As for Invisible People, I think maybe it's like when I meet a Little Rat dog, like the purse Dogs. I kinda like to pretend that I don't see them either. It's just that I'm a REAL Dog , and those Cheat-wow-uhs are just kinda play Dogs.
And about the living happily ever after bit, that's another story!
Oh, and I like the picture you have of my Alpha! It doesn't smell anything like him, though. My Alpha smells like dirty sheets today.
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*snuggles*
Sidi Says:
You're very right about me being a Clever Dog! After all I'm the brains of my Pack! Sean said so.
*snuggles back, licks, rolls over for easy access to important belly area*
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We come in peace and on folded paws sit showing our smallselves. For we are Cats whom you have not before met except perhaps in scent but not in fur. We come to tell you a thing.
This Temple and this Viggo are known to us! He sees us in our invisible grace beneath the daylight. He sees us upon the walls. He sees us in the thin strips of moon cast shadows. He sees us and yet with proper bearing does not look into our eyes. In soft voice he calls us all in all Gatitos and does not name us into separate Tribes of House and Stray.
Here on our side of Mercy's Gate within the shade of greenery he leaves offerings of Bits and clear water in bowls of purest white. As did *his* Queens and Toms unto the first Kindling of this World, though some now have forgotten the true ways.
We honor your return to the Pack of Acolytes, Sidi Dog. We honor you fang and fierceness.
I speak now for all Cats that you are to be called Friend among us! Until the Last Queen turns her eyes from the rising Sun we shall sheath our claws and lower our Standing Fur Backs upon meeting. We shall sing your name up to the Mother and She shall know you!
And now we leave for the business of Cats is pressing and cannot long wait.
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