O, Bring back my Buddha…

For the last six or eight years, give or take a day or so, we’ve had a Buddha residing under the live oak in our front yard…He wasn’t a large Buddha, somewhat on the smallish side, but he seemed pefectly content where he sat…
A year or so ago, I tho’t he looked a bit lonely so I placed a smallish gnome on his left, about a foot or thereabouts so’s he’d have some company yet not feel crowded…
It seemed to be a happy arrangement and Willie ’n I would greet the Buddha ’n the gnome every day…well, most days…
Until this morning…
Last night, as Millyrose ’n I sat watching the ball game, Willie seemed a bit…well, t’be honest, unsettled…he came t’me several times wanting out…I, of course, having co-habited with dogs for most of my life, took him out…every time he ran to the front porch, nosed around a bit ’n came back in…
This morning, when we went outside for the morning pee, he again ran to the front rather than his normal trip to the rear…being the human, I went along with him and that’s when we discovered that someone had stolen our Buddha…
It’s been a very strange year what with medical emergencies, etcetera, not to mention the strangest election in American hist’ry (worst case scenario, one of ‘em is gonna win)…’n it ain’t over ’til the fat lady sings (I know, I know, not PC sighhh)…
I’m pretty sure that the Buddha thief won’t read this, I’m just venting, ’n perhaps he (or she) needed the Buddha in their life a little more than we do…
Happy Hallowe’en to everyone including the Buddha thief…
Justin Other Smith