The need to feed…Where had I heard that before? Hmmm, a movie based on a video game I'm sure. At this point I need to eat. Damn, even Kujo who has been following me for days now is starting to look good. Man's best friend would make the ultimate sacrifice, dinner in my belly. Who am I kidding, I would share what I had left with the dog if he got close enough. Hunger is hunger, regardless of species, and food is virtually non-existent. Unless you eat humans. And we are not going there under any circumstances. Wearily, I sigh and get up. My short break is over and I need all the daylight I have left. Looking up at the sky, I have no idea what's left of it. Another failed survival instinct that I don't have. The sky is beautiful and blue with barely a hint of cloud. Adjusting the backpack on my shoulders, I head towards Elroy's Feed and Seed. A few months ago, I had explored this place only to know that it had nothing to offer in the way of food and most of the items stored there had been destroyed. It contained something much more valuable now that I had time to think about it. Farmers' almanacs, planting seasons, and magazines that were probably the last thing on anyone's mind when the shit hit the fan. I have no idea about planting anything, but whatever's in Elroy's could save lives. I just wish I had thought of it before. I can hear them, even before I reach the front doors of the store. It was attached to the metal bars used to push to enter the store. Whoever did it used a kind of wire, already we were knocking and pushing on the doors. I reach into my backpack and pull out the crowbar I have. My brilliant plan was to break the glass and mind my own business before whoever was there had a... middle of paper ... o to my surprise, he begins to shred the one with I was fighting and I was able to finish the last one. “Good boy!” I yell at the dog and rush him, he backs away and I slow down while talking to him. He listens, I can tell. I'm able to pet his head before he starts walking away and sniffing at the others. As if he was on some sort of patrol in the area. As he looks at me, I think I like this feeling. I start gathering the magazines I think I'll need and leave the extras behind, maybe someone else will come along and need them too. I even leave a few packets of seeds. We never know who might come to visit us. After all, I share my food with Kujo and he seems to like me. I never checked that other Elroy door, maybe one day I will. For now, I'm heading home with a hopeful backpack, an empty stomach, and a new four-legged friend..