Oh. My. Dog! #49

Posted: July 22, 2018 in Flash Fiction, Oh. My. Dog!
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Lynx left a few minutes later, and having digested my third mug of coffee, Bud and I headed for the park. “Nothing better than running to get the fatigue out of your system, don’t you think, Bud?”

As usual, I had an old knotted leather-belt with me – Bud loved chasing for it. After I had thrown in for the second time, Bud returned with the belt and something muddy which he carefully placed in my outstretched hand. I carefully removed some of the dirt. Weird. A broken mirror tied to the end of a stick. Bud laid his paw on my knee.

I’m not sure what to think of this, Bud. Let’s return home, running will hopefully clear my mind.”


Bud directed me through the gate towards the garden hose, he was eager to get the mud out of his fur and – off the mirror/stick contraption.


When Mrs Cairns and Lynx returned an hour later, the car was filled to the brim. Both looked exhausted so I rushed outside to help them. Mrs Cairns invited us for a treat. She exchanged some quick glances with Lynx, urging her to tell Bud and me about their morning at the plant nursery.


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