The Tale of Eve, a Rainbow Story

in fiction •  7 years ago  (edited)

A hand grabs my neck, pulling me away from my siblings--away from the warmth and safety at my mother’s belly. I want to keep drinking and I latch onto a nipple but the hand is too strong.

It belongs to a man who smells of smoke and sweat and something else. Something bad. He picks me up and looks me over and I squirm to get away. His grip on my neck pinches me and I don’t like it.

He puts me on a table. “Darlene, grab this one by the head and hold it down.”

“What you gonna do, Ray?” A woman stands over me and holds me down.

The man’s hands move to my tail and wrap something around it. It’s tight and I don’t like it, but it doesn’t really hurt. “Cut off the blood flow and it’ fall right off. Don’t hurt ’em none. Works real good too.”

He picks me up by the neck again and he puts me back with my mother and siblings. The ground smells like pee but at least it’s warm here. My mother pushes me over to wash me and she smells the thing that squeezes my tail. She licks it for me but it doesn’t feel better. It doesn’t go away.


I wake up in the cold air. The others have left our sleeping spot to go and nurse but I’m not hungry. The thing is still on my tail and it’s pinching me harder and harder. I can’t feel the tip anymore but it hurts where the thing is.

I feel warm and cold at the same time and I’m so tired. I crawl closer to my mother’s belly but the scent of milk is meaningless. I don’t feel like nursing. I just want her warmth.

So tired, I think I’ll go back to sleep here, where it’s safe.


A wet nose nudges me awake. The scents of my mother surround me. Milk, comfort, dirt and pee. There is another scent. A bad one, coming from my tail. It hurts and throbs and I can’t ignore it anymore.

Footsteps pound on the wood above our heads and I smell him again. His smoke and sweat scent makes me want to hide in a dark, safe place. I whine and curl up against my mother but she can’t protect me. She can’t protect herself. He grabs me, pulls me away from her. “Look at that--barely hanging on. Ah, well. We'll set him out somewhere. Somebody'll pick him up."

He carries me to away to the big, loud, moving thing and drops me in the back. It roars to life and starts to move. Away from my mother--away from home. I whimper as I try to hang on but I keep falling down. The rumbling voice of the thing vibrates through my body and rattles my bones.

When the thing stops, the man gets out, picks me up and puts me on the ground. It’s white, cold and wet and I can’t stop shivering. He climbs back in the loud thing and leaves me behind in a world I’ve never seen. I cry for my mother but she’s not there. I’m scared and I make myself small. This is a strange place and the pain in my tail is all that I recognise now.

Another loud thing comes by and it stops next to me. A woman gets out. She smells clean and nice and she shows me her teeth but it’s not scary. “Hi, sweetie. What are ya doing out here in the snow?” She picks me up but her hands don’t pinch my neck. They’re soft and gentle and warm. “I bet that rubber band on your tail hurts like hell. We better get that looked at.”

She lifts me into the inside of her loud thing and I’m not even scared when this one starts to move. It’s nice and warm here and I curl up and go to sleep.


I wake up in a new place. The lights are very bright. A sharp, stinging scent tickles my nose, making me sneeze.

“Well, look who’s awake!” The woman is still here and she shows me her teeth again.

The pain in my tail is gone. It’s… There’s no pain but there’s nothing else either. I look at it. It looks shorter but I can’t tell. There’s a sticky, white something in the way.

Another woman walks up to us and she’s wearing a white coat. “You can take her home for now, Rhonda. She’ll need some serious antibiotics and I’ll probably need to put her under again to close up that wound.” She hands the nice woman--Rhonda?--a little bag and she reaches for my head.

I duck, but she only strokes my ears and back and it’s nice.


I have a name now. Rhonda gave it to me. I’m Eve. My tail is shorter, and I had to take a lot of medicine, but the pain finally went away.

Rhonda is nice and she always has treats but I can’t stay with her. There are always other dogs that need her help.

She found a family for me, though. I’m in another moving thing--on my way to them. I’ll get to stay there forever.

Rhonda said so.


As always, with my Rainbow stories, the SBD payout of this post will be pledged to @tarc. TARC, or Tazewell Animal Coalition is run by @rhondak. She does this with little to no support from the local community or from any sort of public agency. Her sanctuary is funded through the rewards from her posts on Steemit. We can all help her feed and care for the animals she has rescued, and all we really need to do is save an upvote for her.

The Tale of Eve is based on a video Rhonda showed me today, about a little puppy she found on the side of the road one night. Her expenses were paid for with donations from all over the world.

Besides being a badass animal rights advocate and real-life superhero, Rhonda is also the beating heart of an amazing community, called The Writers’ Block.

The Writer’s Block is a home to writers from every corner of the world, and from every discipline that involves the written word. I consider myself lucky to have found this amazing community. Not only have I found help, support and encouragement there, but I’ve found people who feel the same way I do about writing. I’ve found a second family there. Do you write? Would you love to be a part of a community that can help you learn and improve your writing skill? Our door is always open for kindred spirits. Come and pay us a visit by pointing your pointy thingie right here and clicking.

Would you like to read more of my Rainbow Stories? Don’t hesitate to visit my Steemshelf. They have all found a home there, alongside the other pieces I’ve written.

Big thanks are owed to @johnkingwriter for inspiring me to write another rainbow, and for helping me polish it. @rhondak, thank you for checking the accuracy of the situation and the local patois. @gmuxx took time out of his bist evening to proofread this for me, while working to get his witness online. Thank you so much sir Muxxy. And as always, dear reader, thank you so much for sharing this with me.

Hugs

Tiny






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This is so lovely. It melts my heart. Why would someone harm a dog's tail, and then abandon her? Unbelievable. I'm so impressed by the work you do, @rhondak. And @tinypaleokitchen, what a wonderful way to support her mission!

Thank you for the support and your kind comment, @jayna. This was done in an attempt to remove the tail. The theory that you can remove it by cutting off blood supply is true, if done to a newborn puppy. The vertebrae aren't as fully formed then. Is it a humane method? No, sadly. As to why it was done, that's another question. A lot of people wrongly believe that a tail on a dog is nothing but a useless appendage when in fact, they severely handicap the dog. The tail is used as a rudder and to maintain balance when running and jumping at high speeds.
Docking is more illegal in large parts of the world but a lot of people kindly ignore that fact.

That’s so awful. It’s particularly difficult to understand why someone would do this to a dog they planned to dump on the side of the road. Animal abuse and neglect are unforgivable.

She was probably dumped when it became clear how badly infected it was.

Cowards. Thank goodness for Rhonda and others who are committed to advocating for and rescuing animals. They cannot speak for or defend themselves.

This is lovely, Tiny. Thank you for bringing Eve's story to Steemit! :-)

You're welcome, Rhonda. Hugs

There's a whale out there with 100 Steem going to charity at mid-day GMT. I'm going to drop the link in case anyone feels the need to express themselves by upvoting the post that suggests that charity should be @Rhondak's. https://steemit.com/giveaway/@themarkymark/100-steem-50-50-giveway

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Beautiful and terrible story, but it had a happy ending. I can live with this. The video really puts it into context as a true story. Nicely done, @tinypaleokitchen.

Thanks, Neg!

Great work on this, Tiny. I got a little misty, dammit.

I'm sorry, Andrew. Did I do it again? Oops...

Beautiful as always. I remember Rhonda's first post on Facebook about Eve. It was a rough time for that little girl. I hope she is very happy in her new home. Every penny @tarc gets goes to help puppies like Eve. Anyone who can spare an upvote or a few cents--it really does make a difference.

It means a lot to me that you like it, Bex. Hugs

I wish my upvote were bigger.

Oh my, that pupper is the cutest! It warms my heart to know that this lovely little thing was lucky enough to have been found by Rhonda. And of course, props to Tiny for putting this story out here in its written form.

Isn't she adorable, Indy? I'm glad her story had a happy ending. I would not have been able to write it otherwise.

Nice 👍

Thank you for your support!

Your welcome

Excellent story, uplifting video. Happy ending. 100% upvote.

Thank you @tinypaleokitchen. Thank you @rhondak

@pennsif, you are awesome. :-)

Oh God, @pennsif, you rock! Thank you so luck for your support!

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I met Eve. She was one sweet, snuggly puppy. :-)

I hope I did her justice. ;-)

What a great ending to a sad beginning. I hate to hear stories of animals suffering at the hands of humans. I am grateful for the loving hands of rescuers such as @rhondac. Thank you for this story, Tiny!

Sadly, I live too deze away from Rhonda to help her out in person, so this is the best I can do for her. Try to raise both money and awareness.

Thank you for your kind comment.

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This is beautiful, Tiny! Poor little Eve but she found a good home! <3

I'm normally not a fan of present tense but you executed it flawlessly! Well done!

Thank you, Rosepatch. I'm not a huge present tense fan myself mostly. But for the mind of a dog, it works well. They have no concept of time after all.

@tinypaleokitchen this post was presented at the most recent Pimp Your Post Thursday on the Steemit Ramble Discord. I have written a post to share your featured post. Just stopping back to let you know that you can see your name in lights right here. (Just kidding about the lights :)

Awww I do like these cute little stories you do Tiny, this tradition with shortening dogs tails seams to irrational to me. Well there is a happy ending to this one too. So nice job.

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