The Jetty Journals

Ian Buchanan

Smashwords Edition

Copyright Ian Buchanan May 2009

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Chapter 1. Introduction

I guess if I am being truthful, I miss the dogs almost more than the people. But the dogs were the first to go. After the plague started I saw a few dogs, and shot some infected ones over the following weeks, but I haven't seen many since. Haven't seen much of anything recently. Very few people and almost nothing on four legs.

It seems like there are less birds, but I haven't been bothered by any infected birds. Just as well. The pelicans and albatross that cruise by are big, and the idea of fending off a feral attack from one of them is unnerving. Out on the jetty I'm safe, but I wouldn't be if the birds came after me.

A dog would be good to have, just to have someone who listens, stop me from going crazy. I can't do it by myself. I talk to myself too much already.

It's hardly an effective threat is it?

"Any more of this self-pity, my girl, and I'll have to give you a good talking to!"

I'd even make do with my grandmother's dog, which was pretty feeble as dogs go. Old and fat - we're discussing the dog, not my grandmother - too lazy to chase a ball.

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