The Man in the Maroon Pickup Truck...A True Short Story

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It was a perfect spring afternoon in New England. The tender green of the grass and vitality of new life and scents embraced the senses. These were beautiful, seductive days, as if Mother Nature encouraged us to join hands with all living things. Winter’s bitter trespass had been forgiven.

Taking walks on such days was a ritual my dog, Sunny, particularly relished. She could barely contain her excitement as I attached her leash to the D-ring in her collar.

Sunny was part Basenji, slightly built with a silky coat of chestnut red and a white blaze across her strong chest and legs. Her corkscrew tail curved over her back like a wayward ribbon. Basenjis are commonly known as the ‘barkless dogs’ from Africa. Due to the shape of Sunny's larynx, she sounded like a yodeling rooster whenever she howled, and barely managed a muted “Warf!” when trying to bark. Despite these similar attributes, her black tongue and puppy-like muzzle betrayed any further ancestry. As with other rescue dogs from the ASPCA, mixed breeding had claimed the honor of her parentage.

True to her Basenji DNA, Sunny was a consummate hunter. We lived at the end of a mile-long, dead-end country road that wound its way through woods, marshland and fields. Despite our efforts, the wild country provided an irresistible enticement that would cause her to disappear on one of her rare safaris. We’d later find her, lounging in the middle of the driveway next to a dead raccoon, proudly showing off her hunting skills and ‘gifts’ to the family.

I’ve never known a dog to be so affectionate. Sunny’s enthusiasm for independence was matched by her love for people. Young or old, stranger or friend, it didn’t matter. She adored everyone, including her veterinarian. The moment she was placed on his examining table for checkups and routine vaccinations, she’d snuggle up to him, pressing her head and muzzle against his white lab coat as if to say, “I know this might hurt but I love you anyway.”

Our walk that afternoon began like many others. When we reached the end of the driveway, I opened the gate as Sunny jiggle-danced with happy anticipation. To the left, the road raised up to a hill before slopping downward and ending at Slocum's River. A swath of muddy beach served as a landing or slipway for small outboard skiffs that could be launched into the water from trailers if the tide was high enough. Local residents used this access for fishing and crabbing on the river. Traffic was barely a trickle since only eight families lived along the entire stretch of road.

We turned right and had walked several yards down the road when a maroon pickup truck appeared over the hill behind us. It slowed to a stop next to where we were standing. I didn’t recognize the vehicle or the man driving it and assumed he was lost.

A Red Basenji
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I was startled when the stranger looked at Sunny and called out, “Hey, Red!” He slipped his gearshift into park, slid over to the passenger side and opened the door.

The instant his thick-soled work boots touched the asphalt, Sunny backed away from him and edged closer to me. Every muscle in her body appeared to tense as she stood at full alert. Something was definitely off. The words, “What’s the matter, girl?” formed in my mind but traveled no further. Instinct seemed to lead me in a direction I didn't understand.

The man appeared to be in his mid to late 30’s. He had a medium build, and wore a grey, long-sleeved shirt tucked inside of his jeans. A plain, dark blue baseball cap covered dark hair that peeked beneath the brim and cap.

“Red and I are old friends. I see her sometimes when I’m fishing,” he said, gesturing toward the landing. He reached into the back of his truck and retrieved a milk bone dog biscuit. Smiling, he knelt down in front of Sunny and extended his hand with the treat under her muzzle. It bothered me that he didn’t know his “old friend” disliked these biscuits…she never ate them.

Sunny lowered her head and kept her eyes fixed on his, gingerly taking hold of the bone with her teeth. She made no attempt to eat it, but instead clenched it in her strong jaws as she continued to stare at him without a blink.

From where I was standing, I had a clear view of the back of the truck and its contents. There were no signs of a dog or any fishing equipment. Aside from a bucket filled with dog biscuits, the only other items were an old shovel and a blue plastic tarp, neatly folded. Cracked speckles of dried white paint and mud dotted the edges of the tarp. The floor appeared to have been swept clean.

The stranger didn’t introduce himself, and neither did I. There was an oddness to it all that made me a little uneasy. I said nothing and nodded politely as my hand tightened around the handle of Sunny’s leash.

After glancing down the road, the man tugged at the visor of his cap and stood up. “Well…I’ve gotta get going,” he said to the ground.

With the nervous haste of someone who had knocked on the wrong door, he jumped into his truck and drove off with a wave of his hand that swiped the air. I was relieved, but not surprised, when Sunny dropped the dog biscuit from her mouth. The two of us stood at the side of the road, watching the stranger until he disappeared from view around a narrow bend that cut through a tunnel of trees. The rear of his truck revealed Mass. plates, but no trailer hitch.

I sighed, leaned over and stroked Sunny’s forehead. “He’s gone, girl. It’s time to go." She looked up, licked my hand and gave the curve in the road a final look before turning to walk beside me as we headed home.

I never saw the man again.

Years have passed since that brief encounter, yet I still wonder about it. Sometimes when worlds pass by our own, they graze the edges before moving on. All that remains are questions that linger in the mind. Had I been rude and overly cautious in my interactions with this fellow? Did Sunny pick up an unusual scent that put her off or was it something more ominous? Was he a trespasser whose friendly gesture was spurred by the beauty of nature’s moment and surroundings? I’ll never know.


Nature’s moments set to the instrumental theme of "The Cider House Rules."

This stunning video was created by English Heroes on YouTube. (It will only play once after you open this hub page. If you try to play it a second time, you will need to exit and then re-enter this page.)




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64 comments

Ghaelach 2 years ago

Hi Genna.

There are a lot of weird and unexplainable things that happen when out walking our dogs.

Your story with Sunny is very mysterious. When you think what could have happened on a lonely track a mile away from the main road.

Take care Genna.

LOL Ghaelach

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billybuc 2 years ago from Olympia, WA

I trust the dog. They have a sense of people and I will trust them every single time. Your dog did you a great service that day, Genna.

Loved the way you wrote this; very good job.

bill


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diogenes 2 years ago from UK and Mexico

A short story, long in literary value. "Winter's bitter trespass," "Worlds...graze our edges before passing on," ships which really pass close in the night.

Dogs have a sense of smell as high as 10,000 times stronger than ours; unless your dog had had a prior bad experience with this man, she had detected the "wrong" smell coming from him, sexual intent, violence....perhaps the smell of the suffering of another human or animal. And such a scary place to be accosted in. I have had similar experiences with German Shepherds in the past, snarling and showing their teeth at a stranger for no apparent reason. But they know all right! Beautiful video, What sort of world will this be when they have all been destroyed.

Well written

Bob


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The Frog Prince 2 years ago from Arlington, TX

Great story with a dash of mystery in it. If your dog is ever leery of anyone pay attention for sure.

The Frog


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always exploring 2 years ago from Southern Illinois

Aha the beauty of mother nature, the video is beautiful. Your story, intrigueing to say the least. I am still thinking about the man. I wonder if he attempted to steal Sunny sometime in the past? I loved these lines, " Winter's bitter trespass had been forgiven. " and " Corkscrew tail curved over her back like a wayward ribbon. " Your writing is lovely to read. More true stories, please....


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mckbirdbks 2 years ago from Emerald Wells, Just off the crossroads,Texas

Hello Genna, there is an artisrty to your story telling. It is a wonderful gift and a pleasure to read. The video is so peaceful and I sense a longing for days of quiet reflection in nature. The Basenji is a beautiful dog, I was unfamiliar with the breed. His great instincts may have made all the difference that day.


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Genna East 2 years ago from Massachusetts, USA Author

@Ghaelach

Hi. Thank you for those thoughtful comments. One never knows what could have happened or did in similar situations. It’s good to see you, Ghaelach.

@Billybuc

Hi Bill. I think she did do a great service. It’s still such a puzzle to me. The dog biscuits in the bucket were just so weird…not to mention Sunny’s uncharacteristic behavior. Thanks for those very nice comments, Bill. I appreciate them. :-)


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Genna East 2 years ago from Massachusetts, USA Author

@Diogenes

Hi Bob. It’s scary to think of what our dogs pick up that we can’t. Sunny truly did love everyone. There were only two people she disliked; one was the husband of a neighbor and friend who was harshly strict and emotionally abusive with his children. Sunny wouldn’t go anywhere near him, and growled at him once when he came to the house one evening, uninvited. The other was the man in the maroon pickup truck.

Isn’t the video beautiful? English Heroes did a superb job with this presentation. I just love it.

Thanks for the visit, and comments, Bob. Very much appreciated. :-)

@The Frog Prince

Hello and welcome. I agree with you about dogs that are genuinely leery. We never know. Good to see you and thanks for those comments.


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Genna East 2 years ago from Massachusetts, USA Author

@AlwaysExploring

Hi Ruby. Yes, Mother Nature pops up a lot in my writing. :-) Isn’t this video stunning? It reminds me of the beauty of that area, with every season. Thank you for those very kind words, my friend. They truly helped to make my day.

@MckBirdbks

Hello Mike. You are right about the longing…there is no greater sense of quiet reflection than with moments like these. Your special comments are so thoughtful and encouraging – thank you! It’s always a pleasure to see you. :-)


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Genna East 2 years ago from Massachusetts, USA Author

Mike, I forgot to add that you are quite right. Basenjis are beautiful dogs. Sunny's muzzle was shorter and more puppy like than a purebred’s which gave the impression, I think, that she was a bit of a "push over," when nothing could be further from the truth. Basenjis are highly intelligent and very independent. It takes a lot of patience and time to train them.


Perspycacious 2 years ago

Correctables: " the road raised up to a hill before slopping downward" and " walked several yards down he road ", if there are any others I'm sure you will find them. Beautiful writing, just as I have come to expect from you over the past several years. Keep on keeping on with it. Oh, and always, always get the license plate number. A bucket of dog biscuits stopping and calling to a nervous, unfamiliar dog, with a claim they are old buddies? Dog thief?


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Jackie Lynnley 2 years ago from The Beautiful South

Read this earlier today and got called away. Glad I remembered to come back. Very enjoyable story and interesting to consider the possibilities. I'd say always trust your instinct.


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BlossomSB 2 years ago from Victoria, Australia

Interesting story. Dogs have a great instinct for when things are not right and it pays to take notice. Glad nothing bad happened to you.


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marcoujor 2 years ago from Jeffersonville PA

Dear Genna,

This is an unforgettable story. I thank God for Sunny and your instincts to be on guard.

One of the most essential books I have read is "The Gift of Fear" by Gavin deBecker...reinforcing to always listen when the hairs on your neck are raised.

With your masterful style, this story packs a 'punk' (sorry, still giggling at Frank's irreverent treatment of you and Faith!)

Voted UP and UABI. Love, Maria


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Faith Reaper 2 years ago from southern USA

Dear Genna,

Wow, what a great write, especially with it being a true account of your experience on that beautiful day. One truly never knows, but I just know faithful Sunny was protecting you from something. That photo of the Red Basenji reminds me a lot of my Cookie, but she was a Jack Russell Terrier and she, too, would alert and stand guard at anyone she did not trust.

You are such an amazing creative writer, and I am always blown away by your gift of writing dear sweet friend. I just love that video, and love that you have written of that day.

Up and more and sharing.

Blessings from one "punk" to another, and I am getting a kick out of dear Maria getting into the groove of the "punk" kick as Frank has started ... LOL

Faith Reaper


DnWW 2 years ago

Genna, you were born to write. You wrote about this encounter beautifully. Writing well from a first-person narrative isn’t easy.

I have to go with Billybuc. Sunny did you a huge favor that day. The dog bones might have been used to keep dogs busy or to ingratiate him. Trespasser or worse, the guy lied. Both our dog’s instincts and our own can tell us a lot. The video is awesome.

Dana


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Frank Atanacio 2 years ago from Shelton

true story would have made great fiction Genna East.. sometimes dogs are soulfully amazing.. bless you :)


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Jodah 2 years ago from Queensland Australia

Hi Genna, what a wonderfully written story. Your opening paragraphs beautifully set the scene of the surroundings. Strange things happen in our lives, but you can usually rely on your first instincts to be correct. I read something recently that someone said, "I have trouble trusting strangers, but all always trust my dog's instincts". I think those words apply here. Nice hub, thanks for sharing. Voted up.


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Genna East 2 years ago from Massachusetts, USA Author

@Perspycacioius

Hello. Thank you for the “correctables”. The sentence, “the road raised up…” is correct and is the way I wanted to word this. I missed that typo (he – the), and can’t thank you enough for pointing that out to me. I usually miss one or two, and it’s so annoying. :-) I appreciate your praise about the writing, too. I don’t think he was a dog thief as he didn’t seem to be set up for that. But who really knows? Good to see you.

@JackieLynnley

Thank you! Yes, dog instincts can be sooo incredibly accurate. Sunny’s certainly were that day and I took my cue from her. I appreciate the thoughtful comment, Jackie. Have a great weekend.


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Genna East 2 years ago from Massachusetts, USA Author

@BlossomSB

Hello Blossom. For some reason, she didn’t like him at all. I was half expecting her to take a chunk out of him if he so much as touched her or me, and I’m quite sure he picked up on this as well. I appreciate your visit and comments, Blossom. Thank you! :-)


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Genna East 2 years ago from Massachusetts, USA Author

@Marcoujor and @Faith Reaper

Hello to two of my favorite ladies. :-)

Thank you both for those beautiful comments about my story (actually, it was Sunny’s story), and your thoughtful and encouraging words.

The Clint Eastwood thing…”Well, do ya – PUNK?” Lol! That was so funny. Frank and I did the spaghetti western bit a little back and forth – including the serape, cigar and “spit in the ring.” :-) I kept wishing that I could insert a sound wav file in the comment section to play Eastwood’s famous background of the whistle and wa, wa, wa in the background.

Anywho, I couldn’t be more honored by the “punk” invitation. :-)

Faith, I think you and Jodah did a wonderful job, as did Cam. I haven’t read the others since I want to try to write something early next week if waiting that long is okay with Frank.

I hope you both have a wonderful weekend. Thank goodness the “polar vortex” seems to have moved on and we can expect warmer temps in the coming days.


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Genna East 2 years ago from Massachusetts, USA Author

@DnWW

Hi Dana! Thank you. I think you’re right. If he was “old friends” with Sunny, then the dog biscuit wouldn’t have been necessary in the first place. And obviously he would have known that she disliked them. I think he was testing her in some way or trying, as you said, “to ingratiate” himself with her for some reason. She certainly sent him a message which he clearly got. It’s always good to see you Dana, and thanks for the special comments. :-)


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Genna East 2 years ago from Massachusetts, USA Author

@Frank Atanacio

Hi Frank.

We were just “talking” about you, and your wonderful story challenge in the above comments.

You’re right…the true story would have made a good fiction story, and I thought about that. Sometimes, truth really is stranger than fiction, and I think this is one of those times. If I were to write this as fiction, then I might include the man’s thoughts and perspectives as well and I don’t want to go there.

Thank you for those special comments, Frank. Blessings to you as well, my friend. I hope to take on the "punk” challenge next week. Have a great weekend. :-)


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Genna East 2 years ago from Massachusetts, USA Author

@Jodah

Hello Jodah. It’s good to see you. I wanted to convey the beauty of that day, and hope I did it justice in the opening paragraphs. And you are right…strange things do happen to us; it’s the mysteries we can’t explain that can be the most intriguing at times. Sunny was my hero. :-) Basenjis, or dogs with strong Basenji traits, are intelligent and she was certainly no exception. Thank you for those thoughtful and encouraging comments and vote, Jodah.


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MartieCoetser 2 years ago from South Africa

If dogs could talk! Mysterious story, Genna, well-written and thought-provoking :)


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tobusiness 2 years ago from Bedfordshire, U.K

Hi Genna, a very mysterious encounter indeed, your Sunny reminded me of our dog Megan, she was also a little gem. I really enjoyed reading this, your writing is exceptional, looking forward to reading more of your work. Voting up and awesome.


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Genna East 2 years ago from Massachusetts, USA Author

@MartieCoetser

Thank you, Martie. I agree...if our pets could talk, I think we would be astonished at what they could teach us. Good to see you. :-)


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Genna East 2 years ago from Massachusetts, USA Author

@ToBusiness

Megans and Sunnys are treasures in this world, aren’t they? :-) Thank you for the visit. I truly appreciate your support and encouraging words. Have a great week.


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teaches12345 2 years ago

They say dogs can smell fear and recognize danger in order to protect themselves and their master. Smart dog to hold the man in check. You never know. Great story.


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Gypsy Rose Lee 2 years ago from Riga, Latvia

Great story. Enjoyed. More power to dogs.


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PegCole17 2 years ago from Dallas, Texas

Genna, This story captivated me from the start and kept me reading right to the last sentence. Anything to do with a dog has my attention but the quiet way the walk started out and the dramatic change in tone was well captured here by your words. This person and her dog had a close escape that day it would seem. I pay attention to my dog's reactions to people, especially strangers. They have a special sense about people.


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Genna East 2 years ago from Massachusetts, USA Author

@Teaches12345

Hi there. Dogs are truly “man’s best friend” in so many ways. You’re right…Sunny did “hold him in heck,” in a way that I didn’t understand before. Thank you for those very thoughtful comments! :-)

@GyspyRoseLee

Hi Rasma. Thank you! And I agree with, “more power to dogs.” :-)

@PegCole17

Thank you…it was a day I will never forget. I am so pleased that you found this story captivating. Sunny deserves the credit. :-) It’s a pleasure to see you.


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Dim Flaxenwick 2 years ago from Great Britain

Oooh! Kinda creepy. So glad nothing untoward happened..

Excellent read, thank you.


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Crystal Tatum 2 years ago from Georgia

I really like what you did with this simple, yet frightening, event. You were able to take this encounter and make it a captivating story. I was creeped out and nervous while reading. I love Sunny's wisdom, even taking the dog biscuit but not eating it. What a great dog. Congratulations on a short story well done!


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Pamela99 2 years ago from United States

This is such an interesting, well- written story. I would also trust your dog. They have good instincts, and I think the man was up to no good. Awesome short story.


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KoffeeKlatch Gals 2 years ago from Sunny Florida

I think dogs have a type of ESP that allows them to know when danger is near. Apparently for some reason Sunny sensed there was something not quite right about this man.


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Genna East 2 years ago from Massachusetts, USA Author

@Dim Flaxenwick

Yes, it was an experience that made me very uneasy; but still left me with unanswered questions. Thank you for the visit and those special comments !

@Crystal Tatum

Hi Crystal. Sunny deserves the credit for this story. She was an amazing dog. We lost her several years ago, and I still miss her. This story is really in tribute to her, and her remarkable personality and wisdom. Thank you for those lovely comments, Crystal. It’s good to see you. :-)


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Genna East 2 years ago from Massachusetts, USA Author

@Pamlea99

Hello Pam. I agree in that I think he was wrong for that place and time in some way that made me very uneasy. Sunny picked up on this instantly. She was remarkable. Thank you for the visit, Pam, and the special comments. :-)

@KoffeeKlatchGals

Hi there. I think so, too. As Bob and others wrote above, they have senses and instincts far beyond our comprehension. They are indeed man’s best friend. Thank you for your comments. :-)


Maya 2 years ago

What a wonderful story Genna. You have a sense of artistry in everything you write that draws us in. Your Sunny was a true friend.


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Genna East 2 years ago from Massachusetts, USA Author

Thank you, dear Maya, for that lovely comment. Yes she was. Hugs. :-)


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rebeccamealey 2 years ago from Northeastern Georgia, USA

Very, very well-written and so thought provoking. I read it twice!


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Genna East 2 years ago from Massachusetts, USA Author

Thank you, Rebecca. Comments like yours really help to make my day. :-)


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ahorseback 2 years ago

Genna , I have said to my daughter over the years , trust your first gut feeling ! Never freeze in an encounter with such unusual feelings ! In this situation it may very well have been that dog that "saved ' you . And yet every time I ever meet a woman somewhere alone I can sense that primal fear or apprehension , its sad that there has to be such mistrust today though . Because what better encounters can there be in the pure innocence of a first meeting , perhaps becoming lifelong friendships . Be well , be vigilant my friend !....Ed -- Oh and Cider house Rules is one of the best movies ever made ! I love that theme music !


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Genna East 2 years ago from Massachusetts, USA Author

Thank you for that very thoughtful comment. I am so sorry I am late responding, but work has been crazy recently. I agree there is so much mistrust these days...perhaps there always has been. I love this music, too! Good to see you. :-)


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Anna Haven 2 years ago from Scotland

Clever dog. She obviously knew the man was suspect.

The tension and fear of the encounter is cleverly mixed with your description of nature's peace and beauty. Interesting and definitely a strange encounter. :)


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Genna East 2 years ago from Massachusetts, USA Author

Thank you, Anna. Yes, she was very clever. I appreciate your visit and thoughtful comment. :-)


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LadyFiddler 2 years ago from Somewhere in the West

LOL Genna if you, sunny and that passerby don't know what happened that day i and all cannot help you.

I can only asssume he was being friendly, he could have been crazy "insane, he could have been up to some mischief but nature's friendly scenery did not permit. I don't know ha ha ha.

Thanks for sharing your little story.


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Genna East 2 years ago from Massachusetts, USA Author

Hi Lady. I know...it's a mystery. Thank you for taking the time to read my story, and for commenting. Best wishes for a very Happy Easter. :-)


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rajan jolly 2 years ago from From Mumbai, presently in Jalandhar,INDIA.

Genna, your writing style and the picture above makes the story all the more interesting and mysterious. I think dogs can sense what's coming and it was good you had Sunny with you on that lonely afternoon.


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Genna East 2 years ago from Massachusetts, USA Author

Thank you, Rajan. Yes, I think I was lucky that day...and so was dear Sunny. Good to see you.


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bravewarrior 2 years ago from Central Florida

Genna, what a strange encounter! My first thought was perhaps the man was Sunny's original owner since he had the audacity to reach out to her with you present. Obviously, that wasn't the case, based on his comment. The dog biscuits and tools in the bed of the truck are very suspicious. I wonder if he's a dog-napper? If so, why be so bold as to approach a dog accompanied by a human?


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FlourishAnyway 2 years ago from USA

Your dog was processing something that was also setting off alarm bells in you. I bet the other guy's hand was a hook. I just know he had evil intent. I trust the dog, not the man. Great story!


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Genna East 2 years ago from Massachusetts, USA Author

@Bravewarrior

Hello...it is a pleasure to see you this morning. You have asked the same questions that I still think about, today. Yet I will never know. Life presents us with these conundrums in such odd ways. Thank you for the visit and the thoughtful comments. :-)


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Genna East 2 years ago from Massachusetts, USA Author

@FlourishAnyway…

The reaction that disturbs me the most was my best friend’s. She agreed with you: “He didn’t stop the truck because of Sunny…he stopped when he saw you. The biscuit was meant to be disarming.” The fact that I never saw him before, or after that incident, is what bothered me. Who knows? Thank you for your visit, for taking the time to read my story, and for that very thoughtful comment. Have a wonderful Sunday! :-)


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Billrrrr 2 years ago from Cape Cod

I line up with everybody else on this. There is no question in my mind that Sunny was on to something. Dogs probably have an IQ of about 15, yet I believe them to be much smarter than humans in many ways. Sunny knew that this guy was not on the level. Dogs have a special sense that people don't.


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Genna East 2 years ago from Massachusetts, USA Author

Thank you, Bill. I agree; they not only provide us with an unconditional love, their senses are uncanny. I appreciate your comment, and hope you are enjoying these final days of summer. :-)


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Dip Mtra 2 years ago from World Citizen

Very good use of words. Winter trespass. Amazing!


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Genna East 2 years ago from Massachusetts, USA Author

Thank you, Dip Mtra. I appreciate your comment.


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PegCole17 19 months ago from Dallas, Texas

I returned to reread this beautifully written story about a chance encounter that could have gone so differently. We watch a lot of crime TV and it always makes me leery of people who impose themselves on a situation. You've captured the essence of the danger and strangeness of the moment.

"The tender green of the grass and vitality of new life and scents embraced the senses." That phrase wonderfully describes these lovely spring days here in Texas.


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colorfulone 19 months ago from Minnesota

Your dog did you good that day, I am sure of it. It is wonderful to have a smart dog around, they can sense things that we cannot.


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Genna East 19 months ago from Massachusetts, USA Author

@Peg: Thank you for the return visit and encouraging comments. Yes, it was a strange incident. I'm so pleased that you are enjoying spring. We are little behind the season in New England, but the temps are to soar to 75 on Monday. Oh happy day! Hope you are enjoying your weekend.

Colorfulone: Sunny was such a treasure...she has passed on since that occurrence, but I will always remember her loving, joyful personality, independence and sharp intuitive sense. Thank you for the visit and comment.


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Dolores Monet 16 months ago from East Coast, United States

Alone on a country road... this was a frightening encounter and I am glad it all went well. Reading this I kept thinking, she should have had a bigger dog!


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pstraubie48 14 months ago from sunny Florida

Very curious isn't it? Sunny looks like a pet I would like to call friend.

Animals do seem to have a knack for sizing up folks...and guess some just do not measure up....

Glad it turned out well after all...

Angels are on the way to you this morning ps


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Genna East 13 months ago from Massachusetts, USA Author

My sincere apologies in being so late in responding, but I've been recovering from a nasty flu bug...a leftover souvenir from traveling it seems. Sometimes vacations bestow gifts we didn't anticipate. :-)

Thank you for that dear comment. There is't a day that goes by when I don't think of her; she left us for canine heaven some time ago; but she was an original in every way. Hugs.

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