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Submitted to Contest #290
Staring out the window, I inspect the pristine blanket of pure, glistening snow covering my yard. The white of the snow matches my soft, fluffy underbelly. The rest of my body is multi-colored with varying shades of brown, black and tan. I am more suited to summer living as the darker fur absorbs the sun’s heat and warms my spirit. The sun is missing today. While some see the winter as peaceful, quiet, and cozy, I regard it as dreary, endless, and monotonous. My petite pink nose feels chilly as it presses against the frosty ...
Submitted to Contest #252
I look up at the clock and it is ten minutes after five; a quiet dinner time in the middle of a busy week. I can’t wait for dinner. I hope they are having salmon tonight.The kitchen is empty, except for Foodie and Freddie, Tears and Splash, our food and water dishes. For some reason, the empty dishes have migrated to a strange alignment on our red paw print placemat. At least I can have a drink of water.“Come here Tears, let me have a sip.”Tears wanders closer.As I stoop into drinking position my front paw gets wet. Ugh! Reckl...
Submitted to Contest #239
Snow was falling swiftly, causing the windows to feel chilly against my luxurious, perfectly-groomed thick fur. My puffy brown window cushion no longer felt cozy. Darn those cold windows.My throne, the window seat overlooking the breakfast room, held a keen vantage point from which to view my sprawling backyard. The strategic location of my lofty perch (in the center of the first floor of my home) allowed me to monitor and control the flow of the household.Too chilly-Time to stretch, move and search for another warm location. There is no opp...
Submitted to Contest #217
Dear Diary,Well..I am now 16 years old! I have a learner’s permit and am practicing driving. Dad allows me to drive on the way to/from school to band practice. He says I have a lead foot.He strokes his upper lip, where his red mustache used to be, and says, “I need you to practice driving slower so you can drive yourself to school after you get your license.” Does this mean I will get my own car, Diary??!!I met A SPECIAL guy. He is six feet tall, with strawberry blonde hair, and the most beautiful brown eyes. He plays trombone...
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