JACK AND JACK

Every one dreams in life, and so did I.I dreamt freedom. I have been in the same house for 2 years seen the same faces never met anyone never saw what the outside world looked like What I would give to go the outside world meet my own kind and roam freely with nothing to worry about. I wanted to go out and wanted to explore every nook and corner of the world. I want to be superman or spiderman I want to be buddy or to be underdog I want to help people like they did BUT ALAS! Imy master needs me and here I am, I mean if I could just talk and tell my master about my wishes, Oh! That would be awesome, My master, Peter is very kind to me. ”Jack” called my master I ran towards him on all four legs and halted right in front of him. He smiled and said “good boy” and he stoked my hair I was fairly handsome, blonde hair brown eyes, everyone liked me and so did my master. I climbed on my master’s lap, so he could continue the stroking, he has been on a wheel chair since an accident about two years ago, he lost his left leg in it, people say that is why he bought me so that I can be his body guard. I was bought as a puppy if it is only protection he wanted he could have bought those big bulky ones which would bark and bite at the mere sight of a stranger. He brought me back to the present by saying” so Jack this is the big day, you are ready to go out we are going out of state today, we are going to meet someone special. Someone I have wanted you to meet for a long time.” I barked enthusiastically in response saying I can’t wait.

Since my master was in a wheel chair it is not often we go out. I mean we go to the parks in the morning where we meet both our friends. I play and chat with mine. So this is somewhere I have not gone, master has been telling about this place for quite some time now. And an hour later we were ready master has hired a car driver Brain I know him he is the one who drives my master around in case he needs to do something, somewhere far from home. I took a sniff at him he smelled the same as the last time something soapy and something green. He came to me and stroked my head saying” Hey Jack, how ya doing?” I barked three times. He greeted my master ,”MR. Red nice meeting you how are you?” to which my master replied “fine, Brain and how are you?” and they were talking while went around the car and sniffed at it, it was a routine I usually do. And ten minutes later my master and I were in the back seat of the car and we were speeding towards I don’t know where but some place I have never been. My master was talking to Brain I decided master was safe and enjoyed the view there were beautiful big trees and the wind was howling in my ears. I liked it the rush of wind, the beautiful sceneries I etched these I my mind along with the ones I spent my master.

How wonderful it would be if I could put my head out, I was close to the car window and when I was about to put my head out, my master pulled me, and said “Jack, no” and not wanting to worry him I did not do it again. So I started daydreaming again, my friends have told me about the different states they have been to and the other kind of dogs they meet how amazing it was,and the adventures they tell me are quite swoon worthy. I have not done that anything like that. I mean once, about an year ago a bugler entered our house and I caught him I barked at him and bared my teeth at him but did not bite. Master taught me not to bite unless I don’t have a choice, So I woke up the entire colony with my barking and master called the police who hauled him away. My master was so proud of me he kept telling everybody how good I was. But these guys, my friends talk about have helped uncover murderers and thieves they work for big organizations like FBI and CBI. I wanted to be like them. With those super dogs in mind and imagining me as one, with hundreds of admirers around me and my master shining and glowing with pride I spent the rest of my travel sleeping and dreaming. Then after five hours we arrived at a hotel it was noon my master checked all of us in and I was not allowed to wander so master kept me with him and we had our lunch. Master ate steak and brain ate something green like vegetables. That explains the smell. I ate some treats master brought me from home and he gave me some of his steak and it was both good. We rested for some time in the hotel room and then we set out it was dusk by then we dove for an hour and when we stopped we were at a graveyard. Why would master take us to a graveyard?

we got out and Brain waited in the car, master told 30 minutes to him and he called me I walked alongside him and there were more than ten rows of graves and master purposely went to the fifth row and stood beside a grave and took from inside the bag a bouquet of flowers and placed down. The grave read Jack Peter Red. BELOVED SON. I was dumb struck master had a son and he was dead? It took a moment to understand what it meant. I remembered, master was not alone in the car accident he was with his son and he died and master survived. I looked at master he was tearing he said to me “Jack was my son , we were close just like you and me, he cared about me deeply .”He paused and wiped the tears with his hand. He looked at me and continued, “I loved him, that night we went out to dinner he told about his new job, and I was so proud of him we were going back home jack, he was driving, and out of nowhere this car came and we hit and crashed I became unconscious was rushed to the ER. I woke up in the hospital two days later and asked the nurse about Jack and she said that he was dead. He was dead Jack, dead, my son was dead.” And he sobbed I crawled into his lap and tried to comfort him my master was always cool. And seeing him like made me afraid and worried. I worried about him. “I thought I will never be back to normal, until you came around you are like jack funny, caring and loving just like him and when I saw you I straight away remembered him. You took me from the past and put me in the present you gave a purpose for living again.” He said to me. That is when it hit me “I was named after his son Jack. “And then I was not able to process anything my master said. After 30 minutes after my master had stopped crying and said that he loved me and was like his son we met Brain.

We drove back to the hotel and my thoughts wandered to master and his son. How he said I was like his son. We decided to spend the night in the hotel. I always wanted to go out, wanted to mark my place in the world I wanted to be everybody’s hero. But at that that moment I realized that I was already someone who was loved not as a hero but as a son, I wanted to save everyone be a hero but I realized I was already saving someone both as a hero and as his son. So isn’t every life worth saving, and I might not get to save hundreds physically but get to save one emotionally. Don’t emotional scars last longer than the physical scars and if I had healed an emotional scar then I have done enough. Don’t sacrifices differentiate heroes and superheroes, and if I had to sacrifice a small part of my dream for his happiness I will whole heartedly do that because whatever I do for him will give me even more happiness, will make me happy. And isn’t it enough if you could save one life, I have already done that and I am going to keep doing it for the rest of my life. I set to sleep knowing that I will continue to be his son.

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