THE DOLLAR

I opened the door and my dog, Leonardo, came rushing in, wagging his tail, with a dollar bill clinched between his teeth.  We wrestled a bit for the money and he won.  I patted him on the head and said, "Good boy, Leonardo.  Let Mama have the money."  That didn't work either.  He just growled.  "Good boy, Leo, can I have the money now?"  He looked at me and snarled.  "OKAY LEO, GIVE ME THE MONEY."  I yelled.  He growled and snarled at the same time.

"Well, I'll fix you,"   I thought.  He followed me to the kitchen.  I reached into the cabinet for a dog biscuit.  "Would you like a treat, Leo?"  I asked, in my nicest voice.  And, do you know, that greedy dog dropped the dollar and chomped the biscuit.  He eats really fast, so I had to scramble to pick up the money before he finished his treat.

I wiped off the doggie slobbers and put the dollar bill lon the table to dry.  I found pad and pencil to make notes of how I would spend this extra dollar.

The car was almost empty.  I would buy a gallon of gasoline.  Wait!  I can't purchase a gallon of gas for a dollar.

Okay!  I'll get a pound of hamburger or a loaf of bread.  No way!  Not for a dollar.  I could get a burger on a bun at Burger King for a dollar, PLUS TAX.  No, that's out.

Maybe I'll invest it.  In what?  Two pieces of bubble gum.  The broker would laugh me out of his office with just a dollar.

I heard on television you can get twenty minutes of long distance for a buck.  I don't know anyone I want to talk to for twenty minutes, so forget that.

I could buy a lottery ticket for a dollar, but better not.  There is no guarantee I would win.

There is a movie I want to see.  No, that costs much more than a dollar.

I even apologized to Leonardo and thought I might give it back to him; however, he would probably eat it and I would have to take him to the vet.  That would definitely be more than a dollar.

I spent several hours trying to spend that dollar, while George Washington rested on the table and smiled at me.

When night came I sneaked out of the house and down the block.  I checked to see that I wasn't being followed, dropped the dollar by the curb and hurried back home.  Good luck to the one who finds it and realizes you can't buy much with a dollar.

Gynith