Right place at the right time

Tri-County Vanguard - - OPINION -

My name is Matt Gay. I and Jan Pear­son have lived in London for a lit­tle over 20 years but have been de­bat­ing a move to Nova Sco­tia for a while and were there on a part hol­i­day-part re­search trip.

The weather was un­be­liev­able, the scenery breath­tak­ing and the hos­pi­tal­ity we ex­pe­ri­enced made it all the more spe­cial; it’s very dif­fi­cult to find a rea­son not to want to live there. Although we have promised our­selves a re­turn trip in the win­ter months for a re­al­ity check!

We’d spent a day ex­plor­ing the Pub­ni­cos (in­clud­ing a fab­u­lous lunch at the Red Cap), also tak­ing in the UFO crash site at Shag Har­bour, where un­for­tu­nately along the way we ran over some kind of small ro­dent. This set us off talk­ing about karma and how things would work out for us now.

As we ap­proached our turn­ing to Linda Coak­ley’s place in Yar- mouth County, we de­cided at the last minute to take a look at the light­house on Cape Forchu. We were on the Yar­mouth Bar road, al­most at the light­house, when I spot­ted a small brown ex­citable ob­ject play­ing in the road that was nei­ther rac­coon nor por­cu­pine. As we drew nearer, we and the traf­fic on the other side of the road were forced to stop. Look­ing up at us – bliss­fully un­aware of the peril his bim­bling had put him in – was a young puppy. Con­fronted by such vulnerability we had no choice but to pull over and res­cue him.

No one ap­peared to be in at the house he had clearly es­caped from. Jan tried to read the phone num­ber on his col­lar – but this was mis­in­ter­preted as play by the young pup. This was clearly a job for two. I took hold of the wrig­gling bun­dle of en­ergy while Jan read the num­ber and called the hor­ri­fied owner. The owner in­formed us he was a 13-week-old ‘Val­ley Bull­dog’ – half boxer, half English bull­dog called Zeus.

Tempt­ing as it was to keep him for our­selves for the re­main­der of our Nova Sco­tia tour, the owner asked us to put him in­side and shut the door, which we did . . . re­luc­tantly.

So, karma was re­stored. We may have ex­tin­guished the life of a rat, but we length­ened that of a god...I mean dog. Zeus lives. How Forchu-itous we took that road! Matt Gay, Ken­ning­ton, South London, UK

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Matt Gay help­ing out a furry ac­quain­tance.

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