Physics for Dogs

Avatar Author: Pablo Vilas "Ascension" writer's notes are here, . Corrections and improvements, please! Born 1948, married, two daughters. Living in Seattle, Washington state, USA. Retired from a career in... Read Bio

The family dachshund, a fine stout little fellow with soulful, wonderfully expressive eyes who regarded me as his proper master and the other family members as our joint subjects, harbored, as a result, serious misconceptions about the nature of the world, due to experiences such as setting his tennis ball, such as we find on the beach now and then, for their fluorescent glow makes quite a contrast to the seaweed and detritus strewn about down there, that he was chewing onto the carpet, near the burn by the kitchen door, where father’s tongs, which mother had found inexplicably flung onto the ivy-covered hillside when they’d bought the place, along with the andirons, let fall a cinder from the fieldstone fireplace, whose glacial migration downhill over the years no doubt accounted for the inclination if not the decrepitude of the rest of the house, with which he’d meant to light the kitchen stove, only to reverse course after discovering that mother was looking in it, only to see it roll away all by itself.

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Comments (2 so far!)

  1. Avatar JonB

    The mind-boggling web of nested clauses somehow fails to prevent the jolly little story from shining through (though it took me a few goes).

    To what extent you’ve gone above and beyond the style of the seed sentence is debatable, but this works nicely in any case.

  2. Ahfl_icon THX 0477

    I think JonB nailed it on the head. Stalwart entry into an odd challenge.