Stories tagged “dog”

  • Nightly Constitutional

    She hadn’t the courage to call out. She had a feeling she’d be disturbing something if she would. Even so, Elinor lowered her voice to barely-recognizable rasp and called out for her lost companion. “Lisha! Li – sha! Here, girl....

  • The Not So Secret Garden

    Elinor felt stupid and scared as she squeezed herself into a narrow passage and walked towards the fresh breeze blowing in her face. She didn’t have the heart to walk into the manor itself through the doors, even though she knew the place had bee...

  • Things Can Always Get Worse

    “Jesus…” Standing before her, tangled in the bushes and whimpering with the efforts of trying to get loose, was Lisha. The dog’s ears were dropped and she did not look happy. Her beige leash was caught on one of the bush’s...

  • Inside May Be Worse Than Outside

    Necessity sometimes strained one’s logic and twisted common sense. What she was doing, standing in the foyer of Diviny Manor, she would never know. Get out of the rain, perhaps? It was a possibility. She was dripping, and so was Lisha. There was ...

  • Hey-Zeus the Great Dane

    Why do you always pet the square clicky thing? Daddy pets a square too. Stop. Pet me. I’m being the square. No. No moving your hands unless you pet me. Why do you always call me Jesús? I don’t get it, but who else could you be talking to. ...

  • Going for a Ride!

    Dear Diary, My mom and I went on a car trip a few days ago. I was really excited to be riding in the car and hung my head out the window for a long time and the wind blew my ears around. Then I brought my head inside and drank some water from my bowl a...

  • Just a Dog

    I laid on the floor, wishing I had opposable fingers, or what not, to plug my ears. But I was a dog, and nothing more than that. They thought I thought it was funny, but truthfully, it was plain annoying. I didn’t know who made it up, or what pos...

  • Funeral Home

    After, or maybe during, the initial shock, Mark buried himself in what had to be done. First, he killed the dog that had been too full to leave. He’d got home to find it still chewing on something, regarding him with flies crawling across his eye...

    • Author: R O'Keeffe
    • Posted over 5 years ago.
    • 4 out of 5
  • Pant Pant Means I Love You

    When I was young I knew true camaraderie. Loneliness was an alien concept, and fun was the only word I had more definitions for than the dictionary. My mind invented the games we played with no exhaustion, and the exhilaration of winning was dampened b...

    • Author: Bryar
    • Posted over 5 years ago.
    • 4 out of 5
  • Another Man's Chin

    Gunther awoke to find that his beard was missing. He checked his chin thoroughly but the beard was not there. He couldn’t think where else to look. Disconsolate, he wandered the house, weeping softly. As he entered the kitchen he thought he saw h...

    • Author: Spiderj
    • Posted over 5 years ago.
    • 5 out of 5
  • Affectations Make the Man

    Gunther nodded at his reflection in approval. “A finely shaped beard reveals a finely tuned mind,” he recited. The scissors were replaced in their leather holder alongside the fine comb, tweezers, and other grooming accoutrements. He padded...

    • Author: Trann
    • Posted over 5 years ago.
    • 5 out of 5
  • A Dead Man's Best Friend

    I woke up to a howling. It sounded like my dog, locked out in the back yard. It was my day off, so I did what I usually do. “SHUT UP, YOU PIECE OF CRAP!” I shouted out my window, using my human authority of loud speech to quiet the beast. I...

    • Author: Spooky M
    • Posted over 5 years ago.
  • Pegasus se eerste vlug

    Toe Pegasus nog baie klein was het sy ma hom eendag op haar rug gesit en opgevlieg na die hoë wolke. “Hou goed vas” het sy gesê “jy kan nog nie vlieg nie!” Bo in die wolke het Pegasus met ’n paar vriende gebaljaar tot sy...

  • This is a story about a dog

    There is a dog in this story with two eyes and four legs and a lot of other things you would expect on a dog. Use your imagination. The dog cares about things. Mostly the things you would expect a dog to care about, but at least we’ve got some ki...

  • Maw (Mature)

    I’ve a preference for Rottweilers. The name is derived from Rottweil Metzgerhund. German for “Butcher’s Dog”. The anatomy in comparison to that of other dogs is much more accommodating. I enjoy dogs as opposed to livestock for t...

  • A Passage of Time

    Her movements are elegant, and she is never still. The hair on her ears is short and fine, and when she sleeps they flop inside-out. Her paws knead the carpet as she twitches through a dream (probably of rabbits). She never sleeps late, but is too lady...

    • Author: lostsalient
    • Posted over 5 years ago.
    • 5 out of 5
  • Ginger

    I knew she didn’t understand; this kind of thing always confused her. She’d lick my face clean and be happy enough for both of us. She’d always been there with that same stubborn simplicity. That’s the way it was now, just like ...

    • Author: J.M.V.
    • Posted over 5 years ago.
    • 5 out of 5
  • Hair, Underestimated

    Gunther set the phone on the floor and gingerly rose out of the wetness. “Henry,” chastised Gunther, “there shall be no more evening buttermilk for you!” Despite his bladder’s lack of discipline, Henry the Dog showed no sh...

    • Author: Trann
    • Posted over 5 years ago.
    • 5 out of 5
  • She licks her butt all day, and I wonder why her breath is bad

    My Chihuahua needs a breath mint. *************************

  • Un-easy Silence

    And then Charlotte was gone, leaving me to my thoughts. What could have happened to her? It had something to do with men, considering how harsh she acted to me, but what was it? Once she left I also finally realized how alone I am. My apartment was now...

  • Restless Nights

    I waited by the doorway, listening to the rain drops hitting the side walk. I could see a shadow walk pass the curtains. Rushing threw the living room, trying to hit the lights. I could tell they did not want me there; I had a feeling I wasn’t go...

  • Percolate and Waffle

    “Will you play with me Perky?” the kitten begged. She rolled against my side, rubbing her gray fuzzy head on my belly. “No.” I huffed, lowering my head to my paws. The sun was hot outside the perimeter of the porch and a dog my ...

  • Waffle's In Trouble

    Percolate had been around for 49 long dog years. He preferred to lay around on the cool porch, only retreating under it for extreme shade. He never asked for a pesky, youthful kitten to befriend him. But his human thought it was cute. Waffle pounced un...

  • Stupid The Dog

    This thing around my neck is too tight. I try to pull away from it and it gets tighter. I run in circles but it gets tighter. It is getting hard to breathe. “Yelp!” I scream. “YELP! YELP!” I need my human to help me. There he i...

  • Percolate and Waffle, Kitten-Nabbers

    The Humans moved fast, grabbing Waffle by the scruff of the neck. She hissed at them, claws spread wide, though helpless in her dangling. The Humans made human noises at her and held her high in the air. Percolate had no choice now, his blood was boili...