FiDo and the Butcher

The dog was named FiDo. He had been thrown out of a car. The man that owned him, got tired of caring for FiDo.

He was all bruised up and limping, He had walked so far and was so hungry. His hair was all matted up and he smelled like he had been in a dirty creek. He had walked several miles and was beginning to get really hungry. He was a homely little dog. He didn't even have the strength to bark. But he woppled along anyway.

He came to the edge of the city and started smelling for food. He looked in every trash can and could only find a few scraps. Finnally FiDo smelled food coming from the butcher shop. It was just about noon. The butcher opened the back door and the dog tried to sneak through the opening., In the door. The butcher yelled and stopped him before FiDo got in. Later on, that day the dog tried again. Fido made it into the shop, where the lady was standing. The butcher got so upset that he picked the dog up and threw FiDo right out the back door. The dog was yelping for quite a while. The dog couldn't figure out why everybody was so mean. The lady came out the front of the shop, and was walking up the alley past the dog. She yelled " You get away from me, you dirty dog".

As I was about to go by, I saw the dog. FiDo was in bad shape. All he wanted was something to eat. He wasn't doing anything wrong. He was just hungry. So I went inside and said, " do you have any scraps" I can give my puppy. He said very bluntly, "No, you get out of here and take that dog with you". I said, "Please sir, can't you give my dog a few scraps. The butcher said, "here, now get out of here and take that blame dog with you.". I said, " O thank you, sir. Thank you so much. MY dog really appreciates it. So I rushed outside and put the food down for the dog. While I was watching and peting FiDo, I had a thought, maybe I should go back inside and see if the butcher could spare a little water for FiDo. But I decided against it. The butcher would chase me and my dog. Poor FiDo. Now where can I get him a drink?

From a child's mind. Impression of my childhood.