Claude was near City Hall when it happened. He was walking by J&R music world when he looked at the TVs in the window. There was a picture of a forest, his forest, on fire.
He ran, literally, as fast as he could to Nothern Canada. When he got there he could not believe what he saw. The forest was burned to the ground. There were Sasquatches dead and dying everywhere. At first he assumed it was an accident, but then he saw the Mounties.
The Mounties were burning the forest. They were destorying his friends and families. Even though he and his kind had helped Canada during their hour of need, now 20 years later it had been forgotten and the leadership was scared of the monsters in their midst. Claude could not contain his anger, he did not want to hurt anyone, but the pain overcame him. He became and animal and hunted every Mountie he could find.
He became public enemy number one in Canada (a least for those privildged to know, the Canadian Government could not make his existance official). He was hutned and ran and ran. Until he found himself back in NY.
It was now June of 1971. He knew that his friend would not betray him,but he could not put them at risk, nor could he hide with them forever. So he went underground, into the sewer.
He stayed there year after year, decade after decade. OVer time his fur grew back and become molted and then moldy. The damp and the mold took root, covering him. Rendering him, not white, but the green color of smile. He saw no one, so he did not care.
Other than a couple of close calls with some maintainance workers, he did not see a living soul for over 3 decades. He got used to the lonelyness, without a friend, without anyone. But at times he would remember how it used to be in Greenwich Village, with his friends. He was in that type of mood when he approached Sumo.
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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