CHAPTER FIVE Back in the people place Rocky ran toward the ant hole and while fading from black and white to non-existence rocky yelled with one last defiant voice, …….”NEVER GIVE UP.. NEVER GIVE UP”…………………………!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! With a small clink……clink…….clink………clink clink…..clink… clink………………………………............................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! A small token given to Rocky lay twirling on the cold black asphalt. Half battered and stained from the years of lost kitten hood and sour milk it read. “two years” love Chris the cat and katty the kitty…………….. Rocky was gone…. Gone………………………………..................................................................................................................................................... The sky in the people place grew even darker, the black and white clouds dripped a painfull sigh “not rocky”…… Rossco suddenly raised his head and looked at Reno, “he’s gone Reno , He’s gone”………………… Reno replied “who’s gone?” Rossco in a solid and forcefull voice. “ROCKY..………… ROCKY”!!!…….. MY BEST FIEND……………………………” Rossco walked slowly with humility and love to a man lying on the side walk. Laying his head on the mans neck , “ya see this Reno, this is pain, this is hurt,….. this is you ….. This is you, this is the black and white in your world. You have to find the way back to the color, back to the world we had when all we needed or wanted was a smile or a pat on the back. Reno walked over to Rossco the dog laying his head on the mans neck, looked at both and sat down on the hard grey concrete. Next to the dog the man and a faded distant memory of at time that seemed so far and so joyful that Reno had come to believe it was a reoccurring dream. While Reno sat there pondering the cracks in the sidewalk, Rossco began in a soft, barely audible voice. “We used to play hide and seek…. When ever he found me he would pounce on my back and jump a mile high.”…a pool of water formed in the eye of Rossco. “I can’t believe my best friend is gone!…. Reno you have to find the color in your world, you have to find the child in you,…you have to save our world of imagination man.” Reno looked at rossco while he slowly got to his feet and told him, “get up, we got a long walk to wal-mart especially this way, no matter what you think of me now I made a promise to lenny the lizard and I intend on keeping it, we will bring back the hubba bubba to help his brother. This place you call the people place will always be black and white to me, I’ve seen to much of what people can do to people. Look around you Rossco, this is my world forever!” Rossco looked up and down fouth street and through the black and white eyes forced opon him by Reno’s lack of imagination and love, remembered things Reno had forgotten along time ago. Then they both started the long walk to retreve the most sought after gum in the entire world of imagination “HUBBA BUBBA BUBBLE GUM”. While they walked on the hard gray concrete in the black and white people place Reno had methodically created, Rossco asked Reno a question. “Do you remember how you used to come down here, just to see if there was anyone that needed any kind of help at all? Try to remamber how that felt.. To give anything you had for the sake of another….. That is the color in the people place, Isn’t it Reno…isn’t it?” Reno swallowed the lump that suddenly developed in his throat. “Yeah it was the color.. Now its just the past, look rossco I don’t want to strole down memory lane with you right now, I just wana get the gum so we can leave the people place and get back to the world of imagination”. Rossco laughed and asked Reno, “Are you crazy”, you can’t go back”! “Yeah!!! Right.. You’re the talking dog that has a cat for best friend, that rides a big wheel, wears a leather jacket and carrys a supper soaker on his hip, huh and im the crazy one! I cant go back!!….. Why ? I created that world!” Rossco replied. “Yeah and you’r destroying that world with lack of color and imagination in this world, Reno even if you find the color here………. You can never go back man!” “Reno the people place….this world….. is the creation of God. Your world … of black and white.. Well, that’s your creation. You know the answer, you’ve choose to not use it. And without that one answer, your world remains colorless. Find the key that unlocks your heart and the colors of love life and fun will flow. In you and all you see and imagine. Don’t find the key my old friend ………and what you see think and feel are forever!” Rossco turned and headed back toward the ant hole. “Someone’s got to get to the ant hole and warn the crew. Rocky can’t now…. Can he Reno”? As Rossco the dog drug his broken heart down the lonely street of broken dreams the sympathetic voice of a once thoughtful and playful child echoed in the background of lonliness and shame. “I’m sorry Rossco, I’m gona miss Rocky too”. With one last word Rossco turned and spoke the usual wisdom off the miles he’d treasured and years of love. “Reno, it’s not Rocky your missing……….It’s you”. Meanwhile on the other side of the ant hole Fred the fish and Jerry the baby blue giraffe race toward the ant hole where they will meet the rest of the crew that are bringing Rocky’s big wheel and Andrew the army ant’s platoon of the once fearsome enemy, “the fire ants”!!!!!!!!!!!!
Posted on: Wed, 14 Aug 2013 22:43:46 +0000
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