The dog looked down upon Sumo. And gave him a final lick. The pressure of the lick pushed Sumo off the pavement and into the street. Sampson was about to bound into the street to retrieve him when Maggie came out and called him. After looking back and forth from Maggie to Sumo, Sampson ran after Maggie.
The night turned darker and still Sumo sat there alone in the street. He had never been outside like this by himself for so long. Clouds started to cover up the night sky and one by one the bright points of light disappeared behind the cloud cover. As the last of the night was snuffed out, the heavens open, and slowly at first and then with increasing intensity, it began to Rain.
At first, the rain was good for Sumo, removing the grime and dog spittle. But then as the rain continued as stream formed. This stream took Sumo and carried him down the street. It was at quite a quick pace. As sumo came closer to a sewer drain, a can of Mountain Dew blocked his path. He was safe for now, even though the stream pushed under him, the can prevented him from going foward.
Then a dishevled eldery gentleman reached down for the can and pick it up and threw it into a cart, with 1000s of other cans. He did not see Sumo and went on his way. But without the can to block him, the river took Sumo again. Closer and closer to the grate. Until he finally went in.
about Sumo
Sumo is Elaine's #1 Marathon Running Fan. Sadly, Elaine lost Sumo somewhere during her work commute from Midtown West to Midtown East. Building security checked for Sumo everywhere, but he was no where to be found. Luckily, Sumo was found by a young British boy vacationing in NY. He took it back to his parents home in Notting Hill, but he himself dropped it while skipping down to the Picadilly line. The Sumo was then found again and put on Ebay...
Tuesday, July 31, 2007
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