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'THERE IS PLACE AND MEANS FOR EVERY DOG ALIVE' In this little town if you were sixty-nine or younger you have never experienced weather this cold in November. On a day after Thanksgiving, whole world in rage of wind and sleet, malicious rain pouring down upon the rooftops, lawns, streets and sidewalks… It was on that very day that Satan’s nose tapped lightly on Tillie Haberland’s back door. -Excuse me, madame, for disturbing you… I was just wondering if you’d find acceptable me sleeping over in that empty tool-shed at the back of yo...
    -You wanna do something fun? Finaly the day had come for Tillie Haberland to get a new broom. It was her fifthieth birthday today and there were some changes to be made in her life. Tillie Haberland decided that the blues was hanging around the corners for long enough and her whole house could use a good sweep. She put on her bright red dancing shoes, recently found in the attic, snapped the leash on Satan’s collar and decided to pay a visit at the local hardware store. Nothing could stop her now. She had waited lo...
Submitted to Contest #113
'For there was never yet philosopher that could endure the toothache patiently,however they have wit the style of gods and made a push at chance and sufference.' -This is my worst nightmare...' Barry the Beagle was at the end of his wits. His rational perspective and acute perceptions were often blessed to trigger critical changes in others but now he felt as if wandering an endless desert in a futile search of an oasis. He tried every trick in his book to win Pumpkin’s favours and he tried them all in vain. Even worse, he found hims...
SUMMER RAINS Summer rains came early this year and Howard was ecstatic. For the very first time in his life there simply was nothing lacking for his happiness, on the contrary, he found himself overflowing with positive emotions and kindness towards all fellow god’s creatures. The air seemed fresher, the water cleaner and all his senses finally seemed to wake up and realise their full potential. There were however some curious inconsistencies and he couldn’t put his finger on them just yet... These times of aboundant joy were followed by ...
Submitted to Contest #110
'THERE IS A TIDE IN AFFAIRS OF DOGS, WHICH TAKEN AT THE FLOOD LEADS ON TO FORTUNE. OMITTED, ALL THE VOYAGE OF THEIR LIVES IS BOUND IN SHALLOWS AND MISERIES.' The spring settled in for good by the time Barry the Beagle finally realised he was not being appreciated by his people. He endured years of being mistreated, disrespected, poorly fed, talked down to and radiculed, had his feelings hurt too many times to count and decided it was high time to make some changes. Four years is a long time in dog’s calendar. -There must be a b...
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