It was a day like any other. I stood on the dusty concrete stairs outside our lifeless, ordinary two bedroom city apartment hoping that something worth writing about would happen. I had started writing our school newspapers 'Town News' column at the beginning of this year. It was unfair really, nothing ever happens in this town! How could my work compete with the thought provoking political issues column written by Zhao Lihn or the intriguing and gossip provoking love confessions column written by Tracey Halloway? As I was pondering quitting the school newspaper and trying for the debate team instead, a scruffy brown labrador interrupted my thoughts. He looked as though he was on a mission, determination in his eyes and a coat that appeared ruined by a journey through some sort of forest terrain evidenced by the leaves and twigs stuck to it.
I was so fascinated by where he might be going, what he might be looking for that I left my newspaper endeavors behind and followed him, trying not to get too close as to distract him from his mission. I struggled to keep pace with him as he cut onto Lethbridge street and made a speedy right turn onto Maxwell Way where I pushed my way past a crowd of sci-fi geeks awaiting entry to the book signing for author Lynette Reed's new addition to the 'Grave of Lightning' trilogy. The sea of neon colors, sequins and tightly fitting spandex almost caused me to lose sight of the committed lab.
Huffing and puffing, I managed to catch with him. He had not been deterred by the swooning nerds and did not seem fazed by the newspaper stand ahead with its bold and catchy headlines; 'Major caught trying to sell town treasures', 'Local gives birth to identical sextuplets', 'Nurse saves life of drowning elderly man'!
As we were nearing the edge of town I started to worry that the lab had not found what he was looking for. His determined sprint slowed down to a defeated stroll as his head began to slump and his tail dropped between his legs. But then I heard it, and so did he. A desperate and longing cry emerged from behind the fire department. "Baxter! BAXTER!" The seemingly depressed dog's ears shot up in response to the cry and he bolted in the direction of it. I followed to witness the reunification of a man and his best friend and realized that I had something great to talk about in my column this week - in fact I had multiple things to talk about!
He then sprinted down Alexandria Circuit almost knocking over a passionate performer enacting one of Romeo's epic love ballads from the Shakespearean play 'Romeo and Juliet'. Our town has put on a different play every month since I can remember. Georgio, who was playing Romeo, is the star of most of these performances. He is usually surrounded by a pack of giggling teen girls who shower him with constant compliments for his "touching performances" and "silky hair".
I was beginning to tire and considered turning back and forgetting about the lab and his mission, he was probably just another of the town's abandoned pets. Despite my burning calves and sweat-soaked clothing I continued on.