MacWoody the wee abused Pallet

In a wee field high up in the Scottish mountains at the back of some unit on an industrial estate MacWoody lays discarded .He dreams of 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 .but never complaining only to happy to be of use.

The excitement of that Monday morning having been loaded onto a truck the thought of where he would journey too had over the years  filled him fit to bursting point
But slowly 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 now was left to rust and bend , moss had even begun to take hold ,but no one cared anymore.

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 waste land and hurled him over the fence and doon 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..