The Small Dog Timothy

 The Small Dog Timothy

 

Standing placidly at the narrow opened   kennel a lone dog , without bark ,tried to  tangle his  fleshy ,flashed , black nose on  an off- white stone laid down on the  mooning  lea ground after dispatch of his  mother from the kennel. Cat and dog rain led to  the least activation as the cloud didn’t gather for more rain , they  became light; the mooning tree and the top  of its leafy and bushy head  raised  placidly but   being harassed  by   bemoaning wild  wind  went for a gentle   shake. Every few minutes it would pass drowsy  premise of nature not  having  a prediction of the  violent  threat of cloud’s return  back to leash the clarity of cloudless night as  that was kept  in passing  through   silvery  mooning  premise of nature.  Round bellied silvery placid lone Timothy didn’t reach at the climax of his coming out the from the kennel. In an artful skill connected with his repetitive motion that he earned from the heavenly instinct given by invisible creator, he somehow didn’t proclaim at once,  a commitment of  the evil character like ghost or night robbers as he , was not , felt horror and that  didn’t proclaim a cause of the hair  rise ,tingling the nerves, creeping skin and a chilling of the blood and also he was not terror stricken  with a perfect cause. It was his only domestic nature in which he could  be insticted by the aroma of a flesh, that was lying  not so far,  at the mid of nearby bush, that they  stood in speechless amazement , near of which he started  making a search for a piece of flesh , but he was  conflicted under  thought of the terror by ,wild hunting hound, perhaps, immensely ,  and with the flow of enthusiasm he proceeded to go avoiding dense bush appeasing his round –shaped hairy, fury ,fleshy belly which is stricken with hunger. At the night on premise of moon lit nature he went on an operation of shaking his small, bushy lighted original passionate tail.

 

 

 A certain dog Timothy, like a certain person at once became enthusiastic  to walk more on  finding a place to stay- keeping close him at the apartment of the mooned  lea. As it did not get dark, he didn’t go  a try to find a place of light ;full-fledged moon and its light at the heart of  purge less sky  controlled his lengthy movement, so he consciously  made for a place  to get a grand sleep on the colorless dried pasture , stopped his graceful movement  and went  for a  peaceful sleep , for which the  craze for flesh had been broken

  That was quite lovely night as it was being mooned. A group of white skinned men ,with white brown  hair, had been mislead from their shift forward through   their regular way at  the external appearance of mooning  forest. They seemed to like    to stay there ,unloading murky  burden  filled with utensils that could be placed  on the fleshy muscled shoulder of them though humming  of insects made an agitation dispersing their alarming  noise,  came  from  the gap between   branches and leaves  that could be praised in the  conversational  voice of men.

 As the nature was not seen clearly , two of them went for a  brave  search for  some fire  spitting  wood  dispersed  on the wet half dark pasture, keeping hopes to get a dazzling flame  to spend  the night  in the forest, was darker due to the  canvas made by long  grown tall  trees  and their leaves . They started making fire flame to get at blaze of fire and to get rid of, from the withered   moonlit day. Like  busy people  in the day work they were taking  turns to overlook on the  two black  skinned  men who were  supposed to be considered as their  regular cook  ; two  of them leaning  on the moonlit half clean  creepy  bush  started making  a search  some pulpy juicy red jungle fruits as hunger struck them too much  .

 Some of them pointing at the thick burden had been looking for some long sticks which would expected more fire spiting and dried and easy to burn. Some of them did a funny struggle to snap and pop many long sticks screaming for each other. A boy, with keen eyes, made about  a run over his trying to get a long relief  from  an unexpected chilly gust  wind with the taste of  dew drops, screaming  to sit  in front of  fire , but he was  conflicted  as he  could  make  discover a dog lying on the lea grandly followed by his undisturbed sleep. The boy was sunk into sympathy, urging his parents   to stay in touch with dog after having it with him. He screamed longer, cried longer kneeling down on the half dark mooning pasture having a determination not to return back to the home. The parents went to a lengthy dispute with child though they were highly concerned about their child’s pleasure at the beginning not allowing going into the oozing dark.  To them dark is meant to the end of human pleasure.

 Timothy had been sunk into his sleep, but by some noise makers, he was awakened. Shaking his squishy tail  he tangled  his damp  nose on the right hand of father of  the boy and  a pleasure was felt by father, so  the man wouldn’t  feel  go to  banish  the dog  from there only as he kept  touch  to a thought  where he is learnt ,  animals  being deserve  for human kindness, human love and human sympathy.

  Timothy, was a sensible  dog as far as; he didn’t go  any attempt to hurt the  boy leading his sharp bite for those who  were mislead from their known to unknown way. As he got grow  up in the jungle kennel, he was featured at the instinct of domestic nature not having  any tendency  to hurt other  by running behind them  as a hunting hound  does as usual by a cruel bite for any one.

The boy stopped crying, seeing, his father who was near about to make a friendship as man does when he meets a stranger. As Timothy got frightened, father lifting on the bulky wide shoulder could reach a safety for jungle danger, but some of them, who were twinkled with human hate sparkled their agitation to bother the dog by pulling flopsy ears and curling hairy tail, that ,as far as,  made getting shiver being frightened  a lot.

 

Meek Timothy didn’t go for shiver shake to escape from the locked arm done by boy’s father; he seemed to start looking here and there raising his two flexible ears, then he went for a pleasure tangling his fleshy nose on the forehead of the man clasping the man’s two arms with his fleshy white paws at that full- moon night. He started showing his love; he touched his wet pinkish extended tongue at the commitment of his regard to the man who at the chilly windy night gave a hot shelter giving shade of safety.

 The boy lifting some sticks kept disperse on the moisture ground , started making  a fire little bit far of the teasers who were trying  to bother Timothy at their presence of stale jokes that led them for a gather  of crazy merry-making.  The heavy dew drops  made the land moisture, after  little effort to spark  on the  thick tied stick  came to be meant  for  a futile attempt  to burn  out  by the  boy and in spite of being  attempted more than one , twice or thrice at the last consideration it became vain as after  liting   the  stick fire was not burnt for longer, but  the boy not demising his hope rushed toward the burden hiding himself from the notice of the men who get impression bothering  the  dog  thinking it as a only a creature ; he untied well tied mouth of sack  over looking  at the sight of  full mooned  half dark bush, clasping  jute rope, he cut the sack by his  dazzling steel knife. No one of some marching men followed his daring job, so a relax had been felt to him. The sack was untied easily when the boy gave a pull on the jute rope but he was conflicted with his doubt, thinking that somewhat, the some evil spirits had committed to do that. It was only a force of chilly gust of   wild wintry wind to tussle against the loopy rope made easily untie .Then he could be tangled with a relief smilingly. Pa of him  made a bedding  to lie on the  opened ground when  moon cohesively  as if, had made  up his mind to walk through the nature, as , perhaps he had committed to weaken nocturnal commitment  to make  the land dark. 

 The boy got relax. Sleep at night on the lea became the root of his pleasure. No dreadful evil did betray more , so  bedding down  a  dream, the boy longed to sleep longer without disturbance but night mare desperately came  around  , where  he surmounted a grievous separation from  the  dog ; he clearly , could  find that  the hunting men belonged to their group  killed  the mass of the dog, and blood, coming from the mouth it had been  enforced to take his untimely death bed in  front of mass killers who tended to break  peace from innocents. Awakened at, getting afraid   he had made up his mind keeping the dog near to his heart while Timothy had been in quite   far from him finding something, how much he could do, he did. The boy made him for a run behind Timothy, earnestly he placed the dog on his arm and made a rush toward the father  keeping his face at the face of father and with grave a gaze and said,” I can’t miss Timothy. We need to get back the home, where ma is waiting. Get please it.  The place is unsuitable.”

“But night will be harder and harder, wind is  too much confused, not deciding whether blow slow or fast, whether forest or the land whether water or field .

 As his certain sense of mind, Timothy could see what would be happened after went in with them.  He would be trapped under four walls of human world that would surely spoil the freedom of his jungle life. Now Timothy came in hard struggle to escape out not surrendering himself to the bondage of harder human’s insensible judgment for animal. As he  was grown up in the feeling, how    a freedom makes life more charmer, he didn’t make a way  to be  trapped under the  lock of loopy rigid chain  that brought by a brutal  doer man, designated  as a father of  the boy , at few minutes before , prepared  for all attempt  to give shelter Timothy but as  small lone dog , he was trapped under the father’s  prison made by a chain,. Timothy barked   creating  a low pitched voice acting over  constant cry , but sad was there that nobody listened him , felt him and escaped him. With tall stemmed tree father set up Timothy to stay by tying up with chain. An evil commitment went to him as his sailing over freedom, in the hand of crude, rude was fade into the darkness.

 The boy with his keen eyes, big jawed face followed desperately, the act of the father who possessed high muscled body with creed eyes and his evil act of trying bondage for the little lone   dog that cut the heart of the boy into piece with fear and agony. As the boy could be traced a bare fact where he could find that the human makes a rule over creatures who don’t possess brilliant intellect like human. Now, what he wanted was his friend Timothy’s escape from the confinement of the chain t at that night. The boy misled the father to bring water for his thirsty choked throat telling,

“Pa, I must drink water. Can u introduce me a glass of water?”

 Then the boy started making a wait for father’s dispatch praying not to return back to him soon. The father  went  a long walk  seeking where water is placed to take  when some unknown  some certain persons  sailed their boat on the  body of half  dried river shouting high in  the air,   following their going back  to the bank of the river for setting up  a place to stay  under the canvas of dense forest. Father got a dare as, according to him, at the presence of them, there was no fear for him. They were overjoyed, for that, father met an impression as he could get a see,  some are blowing over the mooned river for swimming and that thought made him  delay   to return to the son bringing his water. The yellow moon was visible as night met his home of mid night.

 The boy, untied Timothy from his cursive bondage of chain when pa, was near about to the place where Timothy was set up, but Timothy ran fast increasing his leg’s motion, but pa was explored with anger. In the contradiction the boy was looked indifferent against father’s inhuman strife as the boy could get glad bringing a sublime release for Timothy.  T