It lived in a vast park. It tried to make conversation with various pine cones, to no avail. It wished it had a friend.
One day its wish came true. A boy named Andrew was walking by after an ice storm. He thought the fire hydrant was picturesque in its surroundings. No one had ever paid it attention before and the fire hydrant was smitten. But the boy had to go because it was getting dark.
The fire hydrant was sad but also glad that it had met the boy.