In a wee field high up in the Scottish mountains at the back of some unit on an industrial estate MacWoody lies discarded.
He dreams of the days when humans thought he was useful, the many thousands of miles carrying everything from food to furniture, often at times feeling that he would buckle under the sheer weight of the goods he was being asked to carry.
Never complaining, only to happy to be of use.
The excitement of that Monday morning having been loaded onto a truck, and the thought of where he would journey to, had over the years filled him fit to bursting point.
But gradually, over the years, he had noticed all around newer pallets look at him down their noses, ashamed to be travelling next to this scruffy one. The odd nail had come lose, and where once a human would replace it, it now was left to rust and bend, moss had even begun to take hold, no one cared any more.
Then one day, as he lay with the other pallets waiting to be carried inside one by one, the pallets left him, smirking as they went, until looking around MacWoody realised he was alone..
Then in the gloom he noticed the door swing open and a man walk towards him. Yes! Yes! They still want me MacWoody beamed.
The man picked him up, but walked past the unit doors he headed to the small patch of wasteland and hurled him over the fence and down the embankment near to the railway.
He lay in the grass for the next few months, slowly being hidden from view no, longer wanted - he dreamed and dreamed.
The one day an old rusty truck turned up and a big fat bald human walked towards him, and dragging him from the grass chains was placed into the rear of the old truck - a truck the likes he had never seen...
He listened as the man talked to himself about what he was going to turn the pallet into. Talk of a huge nest box made MacWoody smile like he hadn’t for so many years.
Once again he would be useful!
Andy Lowe
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