So, where was I now..oh trying to survive the streets of DC,young, dumb and full of cum. Exactly.
I needed a place to live now, I had a job and I had money coming in. But to find someone who had a room to rent to a homeless 26 yr old from Maine would be another story.
Seems this is where God decided to intercede. I had a ferret, remember me mentioning him previously? Spike. Spike was a good little fella, furry and gray and looking like a long sort of rat with a bushy tail. Maybe even akin to a squirrel. Spike was living in the back of the truck and I took him out and let him run the lawns of the fancy upscale colleges and churches in DC everyday after work. I managed to keep him fed and happy. But he was an escape artist and would run off on me sometimes.
Suddenly Spike was missing. It was the day after we had gone down to the ice cream placed that sold the blizzards (before Dairy Queen discovered them) in Georgetown section of DC. I was heartbroken, but figured he got loose in Georgetown and that I would never find him again. Although I did search relentlessly, asking every one on the streets “you seen a small animal, looks like a big rat?” People thought I was on drugs I think.
Which I probaby was at the time anyways, but that’s besides the point.
I went back to Jaye’s dorm and showered that evening. I got in and got my shower, stole a bananna out of the rec room fridge and went out to my truck to smoke. The truck was parked over at Wesley Theological Seminary in the parking lot. It was not yet dark, probably around 7pm, and just getting that hazy end of the day look to the skies. I was sad about Spike, I missed him alot. I had had him for a few years and we’d bonded well.
The maintenance man for Wesley was raking leaves, so I walked over to speak to him. Maybe he had seen Spike. Naw, I know I lost him in Georgetown. That’s the last time I saw him, as he was filling his little ferret face with a Girl Scout Cookie blizzard. As i approached he seemed cautious. I know he had seen me around the place and knew my truck by now. It was a white SR5 with blue pin striping and a camper cap on the back. You couldn’t miss it. The Maine plates gave her away too.
I asked if he had seen Spike, I explained that he looked a lot like these gray squirrels he had running hither and nither around the place. His eyes got wide as plates. “YES!” He got all excited as he tried to tell me, in broken English ( realized later he was not American born, but can’t recall where he was from now) that some ladies had taken Spike home with them. They left a phone number. He ran inside the building to get the number and the information he had on the people who had my ferret. I was elated.
Now this was pre-cell phone era, mind you. I had to find a pay phone and call these “ladies” that had Spike. All of these questions were running through my mind. Who was I about to interact with? Would they be nice and give him back to me? Could I find them?
I dialed the number nervously from the pay phone in front of Dupont Circle. I had gone downt here to meet Jaye for a drink before her night class. When she heard the news she decided to skip the class in hopes that we could go retrieve our wayward buddy and so I would be relieved to have him back. A woman answered the phone. Her name was Nancy and yes, she had Spike in with her other 2 ferrets! She was a ferret person too! She invited me over to get him, gave me the address in DC and off we went to get the rascally ferret.
Meeting Nancy was what God had meant to happen I am sure of it to this day. He sent my crazy little ferret to a House of God so that I would meet this woman named Nancy. She would turn out to be my saving grace the rest of my time in Washington DC.
It seems that Spike got hungry after running willy nilly around the grounds of the seminary for a few hours. And he heard people inside. Somehow he got inside and entered the board room where there was a big meeting taking place at a long table with lots of people around it. Spike jumped right up on the table and ran smack dab down the center of it scattering people to and fro. He petrified every one in there. Luckily Nancy was at this meeting and recognized the animal to be a ferret. And somehow she realized he was friendly because he went right to her and let her pick him up.
I’m not sure how the rest of that meeting went, but Nancy took Spike home with her to her partner, Sara and their other 2 ferrets. She didn’t put them in the cage together because my Spike was a big boy and he may hurt her guys if she did.
When my straggly ass got to Nancy’s house with my much younger girlfriend in tow I am sure we were a sight to be seen. Immediately they recognized me as a baby dyke but seemed a little confused about Jaye, who looked very straight. I could see that they too were lovers and this was a lesbian household. Wow.. What luck! Now I knew no one else except a few people at work at this point. I was still sleeping in my truck and showering in the dorms. I was about to get my first good sized check soon and was looking to rent a room somewhere.
Nancy and Sara were really cool. They were much older than me. I would say they were in their early 50’s at that time. After some conversation about ferrets and my story of how I lost him from the back of my truck, yes that is where he lives. Yes I feed him. And more questions about his care they turned their attention to me and my situation. What was I looking to do in DC? Where would I keep Spike? I can’t keep him in the back of a truck forever. And during the heat of the day it got pretty hot in there, I knew that. But what else could I do? I was young and probably a little stupid about this.
I had an idea. I asked them if they would like to keep Spike for me until I found a place to live. I could see that they were quite smitten with him already, and he was such a ham for attention. They immediately said yes, they would love to keep him and take care of him for me. Now this was actually a really good thing for both the ferret and I. I wasn’t really in an position to have a pet and be homeless at the same time. It would be a huge relief not to worry about him in the back of the truck days while I was working at the nursery. I know that I was hot out in that sun days, so he must have been pretty uncomfortable too. Plus it would free me up to find a place faster. And they invited me to stop over and visit him any time soon. Hell, now at least one of us had a home and food! Only ferret I knew who could fall into a pile of shit and come out smelling like roses!
Over the next week or so I became fast friends with Nancy and Sara. Nancy was studying to be a minister and Sara was a lawyer. They were really good people with very kind hearts. They got to know me a little, could see I was in a bit of a quandry with trying to find a place to go. One night they had a friend over when I got there for my visitation with Spike. Her name was Pam, that they wanted me to meet her because it seems Pam had a room in her house that she would like to rent out – to ME! Pam was a painter, she painted homes, interior and exterior in the greater DC metropolitan area. She lived out in Bethesda and had a really nice house. Newly divorced she lived alone. She was a quiet, left over 60’s type and seemed pretty cool.
I was psyched! God led Spike to Church, where he found Nancy and then Nancy lead me to Pam and then I had a place to safely sleep and shower and live. Now I was officially “living’ in the metropolitan DC suburbs. No more sleeping in the damned truck and living off of Big Gulp sodas and steamed hot dogs at 7-11. No more raiding dormatory fridges or scaring the young girls in the showers. Although that part was kinda fun! I finally had a place to lay my head after a long day of watering plants and hauling saplings for replanting. Things were looking up!
So for tonight that’s all. I have more to this story, including time living with the strippers and arguing with street pimps over who’s girl was who’s ! Stay tuned!
Peace & Love