by John Bowie

Created on: March 05, 2008   Last Updated: January 18, 2011

Just deserts maybe or Karma this story told to me recently sums it all up for me, all true I might add and not the urban myth that it sounds like, although I would love to hear where it goes and to hear a follow up rumour or myth passed on;

'A Greek friend of mine, Gina, was Dog sitting for another set of friends to earn some extra cash as shes jsut moevd to London and is getting by on whatever chain pubs see fit to pay her for her long hours and drunken abuse from customers. The other friends were away on holiday to the Algarve for a fornight so they wanted their, quite large, seven or eight year old labrador taken out for walks and feeding whilst they were away sunning themselves and drinking coctails on holiday, so my friend dutifully obliged.

As it happens though, and with no fowl play on my friends behalf the dog died while she was (meant to be) looking after it. Quite shocked and embarassed, my friend didnt really know what to do with the now dead dog. She eventually called a vet who volunteered to take care of the nessesaries as long she brought it over asap. The vet was on the other side of London though, and my skint friend didnt want to pay for a taxi for her and the dog carcass, so she decided to do the only thing she could think of, and after a bit of pondering and chin scratching she folded the dog into a suitcase and then set of across London, during peak rush hour,dragging the dog in the case around London undergroud, all quite sheepishly, of course.

Whilst doing this though a man (quite well dressed, comutery type) asked her on the escalator what she had in the case. She, being quite embarassed and put on the spot, improvised and answered that she was moving and it had a few of her worldy posessions she was taking to her new home. She felt releived and like she had just escaped the interogation but then the man then commented that it looked bery heavy for a little girl and did she want a hand to the top of the escaltor with it. She let him, and when they got to the top of the escalator he legged it with the case (and dead dog) thinking he'd scored.

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