Murphy ran to the window after hearing a loud "thud" outside. Even though he was safely inside his new home, he was still jumpy after living on the streets for so long. It seems he was left behind when his previous family moved away. Some people think pets are disposable, I guess.
But one sunny September day, just the right person came along. She sat on the curb with him for a very long time, almost as if she stayed to hear his whole story. She was pulling one of those two-wheeled carts to lug her groceries. She stood up from the curb, took off her sweater and laid it on the bags before gently placing Murphy on top. He looked up at her and sighed the deepest sigh. He knew he was going home.
As he looks out the window he sees it was only an apple released by gravity. There was nothing to fear. Not ever again.
He gave a big, lazy stretch and went back to curl up on his comfortable, familiar sweater.
This is a very old illustration done in acrylic and prismacolor pencils on bristol board. Please click to enlarge.
