(I enjoy writing flash fiction. Although some of my friends call me the "Buddhist Hitchcock", this is one of my more mild stories. I hope you enjoy it.) Cory Simpson, an elderly blind man, had depended on his seeing eye dog for years. But today he was very distressed. His loyal companion was about to undergo a “kidney transplant”. These transplants are common place in humans, but for a dog it is rare as many people are against this procedure, so finding a donor dog was difficult. Even when a donor is found, there is a large probability that the animal will reject the new kidney as the majority of dogs, due to their immune system find new organs incompatible. The final obstacle was the cost factor. The cost of the procedure and medications would be well over $10,000. But due to friends, a second mortgage on his home and a great veterinarian, all was taken care of and now the very ill dog was ready to receive his new kidney. The following three hours while his dog was in surgery seemed to be endless for the blind man. Prayers and promises were silently offered. Finally, the chief vet came out of the surgery room tired and looking sad. “Mr. Simpson, I am very sorry,” he started, but stopped and took a closer look at the blind man. The old man had died during the long wait. Then the doctor had to smile. “I guess they both got transplants...to a better place."