Sunday, 20 May 2012

Stray dog & heavy load

Walking away from my Nan's old house, where I spent a lot of my childhood, I discover a stray dog.
My wife is with me and she happens to have a dog lead with her.
The dog is very fluffy and only walks on its back legs.

We stroll with the dog to the vets, which takes a while due to his rear leg hoping.
I walk out of the vets into an open field which is undergoing some construction work. I duck under ladders and scaffolding attempting to reach beyond the grassed area.

With a scene resemblant of a cartoon comedy, a huge metal weight drops from above completely squashing me.
I attempt to shout from beneath but can't be heard.

On the outside of the weight is written one ton.

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