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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