The dog nudged his hip. ''Sun,'' he mumbled. The folks on the mountain will care for him. Feed him...tied by some shed. Ribs showing, eyes fading... Living chained,... dying chained.
''Damn it to hell!!'' He blurted, hoarsely. ''Sun, help me up!!''
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Fallen by the woodshed, covered by snow, Al forgot time. The dog circled him frantically, anxious at his master's stillness. Extreme temperatures expected. Tempted to freeze, he shyly peered through that luminous door. Lila and Ben, his perpetual child, waited for him. Patiently. As waiting was in heaven. Bliss. Motionless, he felt ready to leave.
The dog nudged his hip. ''Sun,'' he mumbled. The folks on the mountain will care for him. Feed him...tied by some shed. Ribs showing, eyes fading... Living chained,... dying chained. ''Damn it to hell!!'' He blurted, hoarsely. ''Sun, help me up!!''
Jennifer Duncan
25/6/2021 08:48:16 pm
Sometimes pets are the only thing anchoring people to this life. Well written.
Sue Clayton
26/6/2021 08:31:26 am
Not even a call from beyond could allow a dog lover to leave his dog to an unknown earthly fate.
Mary Wallace
26/6/2021 05:11:37 pm
Beautiful love story. Our pets are often the only reason some people keep going. Comments are closed.
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