Characters:
A small boy (Bobby)
A milkman (Gus)
A milk horse (Dolly)
Setting:
Any small town U.S.A. est. late 1950’s early 1960’s
Gus was going to need to leave his route for a few days due to a meeting at the milk company’s home office. Seems the company is upgrading to the new motorized delivery wagons, and retiring the “obsolete” horse drawn wagons that had served the company very well since the very first day of business nearly 30 years ago. Gus had never misses a day of work since he started with the company 29 yrs ago. Young and handsome and full of energy and fine values, went through life with a hard determination not to let the trials and tribulations get in his way of making a place in the world for his family and for himself, Gus is 64 years old. Retirement isn’t a word that he recognizes nor would even care to know the definition of.
Seeing that he was going to gone a few days of course he was concerned for his dear friend and working partner Dolly. A sorrel mare that has been working with Gus for the last 15 yrs. Still young at heart and full of “kick”, life would not seem natural without seeing the two together.
Bobby comes from a well cut family, high moralled as well as responsible even so for his young 8 years.
Gus asked Bobby if he would be interested in keeping an eye on Dolly while he would be away at the meeting. Bobby, never being one to turn down the opportunity to help a neighbor out agreed readily assuring Gus that he had nothing to worry about. He would see to it that Dolly was brushed and bathed and fed as well as making sure her stall would be well maintained during his absence.
Three days went buy and as promised Bobby attended to Dolly like she was his own. Doting upon her the attention that Dolly has always been accustomed to. But on the third day Bobby noticed that Dolly wasn’t eating her oats. On the morning of the 4th day, noticing the uneaten oats once more, Bobby grew real concerned. After attending to her and her stall, Bobby thought that maybe a walk would do Dolly some good. So slipping on her bridle and lead, Bobby took her up and down the old dirt road. Bobby noticed when they got to the end of the road, Dolly would stop and look up and down the old main road as if anticipating the arrival of someone or something. On about the third trip Dolly had become more listless and unresponsive. This concerned Bobby so much that as soon as he got Dolly back to her stall, he set out to find Doc Pritchard the local veterinarian.
After a thorough examination, Doc Pritchard announced that he could find anything physically wrong with Dolly. When asked about her not having eaten , Doc Pritchard just lifted his hat and scratched his hairless head and said” I reckon she will eat when she’s hungry” and set out to tend to his other calls for the day.
Bobby is now at his whits end worrying about Dolly, so he enlisted the help of his dad and was able to get hold of Gus on the Bell telephone. After a lengthy conversation with Gus, It was decided that maybe ol Dolly might just be missing ol Gus. Well it just so happens that Gus was returning home the next day back from his meeting with his new motorized wagon.
On around noon time, Gus pulls in to the old dirt road leading up to his house, just chugging along having just a dandy of a time. You could tell he was proud of his new wagon, and couldnt wait to see Dolly.
Jumping out and concerned for his friend Ol Gus ran into the barn shouting her name ! ” DOLLY DOLLY !!!” he yelled.” you just have to see my new wagon, now you don’t need to work anymore” !!! Going up to her he gave her a big hug and started telling her about all the new changes that was happening and about his time spent in the city. All seemed happy.
But Dolly still would not eat. Day by Day passed and everyday Gus noticed Dolly getting thinner and thinner. Then one day coming up to park his new wagon, Gus noticed something odd about Dolly. She had backed up between the rails of the old milkwagon as if she was waiting for her harness. Sitting back watching her Gus started to think that she has been right there every afternoon when he came home from his rounds.
Knowing full well he couldn’t use Dolly to pull the old wagon on his route anymore, Gus started to think.
The next morning running his route as usual, Gus seemed a bit more joyful and unusually happy for somebody that generally is happy all the time anyway. Pulling up at a crawl he stopped in front of Bobby’s house with his morning delivery to see Bobby and his dad sitting on the front porch. Bobby, not having spoken to Gus in a few days asked how ol Dolly was doing and whether or not she had started to eat.
” Well Bobby”, Gus said with a rosy faced smile. ” Why not ask her yourself?” as he turned back toward the wagon. Standing behind the wagon was ol Dolly all plump and with a bounce in her trot not seen in many a long day.
“It seems that Dolly isn’t to fond of that retiring thing” exclaimed Gus. ” Seems she just wants to be of some use” said Gus. ” I guess nobody wants to feel useless and forgotten” said Gus in a low quiet voice.
I know this ran long, and I do apologize, this story has a moral and I would be interested in hearing your interpretation .
Thank You,
Stevo Wonder