Dutch Goes The Photo, Tuesday Photo Challenge, Week 118 – Play
Tag: dogs
Dog Gone!
Guard Dog
“The thieves took everything except the dog.” Sally noted.
She looked around the room, taking in the upended furniture, open drawers and general disarray. It was a far cry from the usual meticulousness, that was characteristic of her home. They had taken anything of value.
She surveyed the missing items, creating a catalogue in her mind:
– the brand new LCD/LED television and DVD player,
– the BOSE surround sound stereo system,
– the Versace dinnerware set she’d received as a wedding gift,
– her treasured Christofle silverware, and
– various Waterford crystal pieces.
They’d even taken the ornate urn with her mother’s ashes! They must have mistaken it for a vase or jar, she supposed.
A hot ball of anger began to well deep within her. She turned to the mutt who was lying in his usual spot in the armchair.
“This is all your fault!” she screamed. “Where were you when we needed you?”
He stared back at her, his eyes unblinking at the accusation.
Her husband stepped up behind her, and gently laid a hand on her shoulder.
“Oh, Sal,” he comforted, “I know you’re upset, but being angry at Buster won’t help things.”
He spun her around and searched her face, begging her to be reasonable, “After all, it was your idea to get the taxidermy done, instead of getting a new dog.”
“I know, I know,” Sally sobbed. “I just miss him so much. He was the best guard dog ever.”
By Sarah ©2018

Prompt: Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie, First Line Friday – May 25th, 2018
With Me
My heart aches when I remember you.
Your last day so happy and free.
It was selfish of me to
keep you so long. I knew
it was time to leave.
I said goodbye
but always,
you’re with
me.
By Sarah ©2018
Prompt: Olivante Poetry, #NaPoWriMo 2018 – Image 23
Heart Shaped Dog
My beautiful boy Archie must know he is loved and adored. It’s imprinted in his fur/markings!
Prompt: Dutch Goes The Photo, Tuesday Photo Challenge, Week 97 – Shape
At The Opera
The three tenors sing
as one perfect harmony.
When will there be peace?!
By Sarah ©2018
Prompt: Ronovan Writes, Weekly Haiku Poetry Prompt Challenge, #185 – sing and peace; and also, Daily Post Daily Prompt – candid
Underbite
This is my beautiful Maltese x ShihTzu Bella. She has the cutest underbite and makes us smile when she hangs her snaggle teeth out. What would we do without our dogs?
By Sarah ©️2017
Prompt: Tuesday Photo Challenge, Week 88 – Pets
Cheeky Peek
A cheeky peek out the car window…
Prompt: Daily Post, Weekly Photo Challenge – Peek
Dog Corps
Bark.
Growl.
Who’s there
at the door?
Postie? Visitor?
Salesman? Not sure? En garde, dog corps!
By Sarah ©2017
Prompt: Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie, Saturday Mix, Lucky Dip – 21 October 2017. Task: Write a Fibonacci Poem about an animal.
Fooey Pooey
As I walk my two pooches, I pop in some earbuds and switch on my iPod hoping for something motivating. It randomly selects ‘Foo Fighters’ – excellent choice! I listen to the gravelly voice of Dave Grohl and find it ironic, as I bend down to pick up the steaming heap, that he can be a Foo Fighter, while I am being a Poo Fighter.
By Sarah ©2017
Prompt: Sammi Cox, A Month Of Mini Writing Challenges, Day 29. Task: Pick the name of one of your favourite bands / groups / artists. Use that as your inspiration to write a story in 50 words.
Fealty
There’s safety within
the fealty of the pack.
The alpha dog rests.
By Sarah ©2017
Prompt: The Syllabub Sea, Haiga Heaven, Challenge 35 – fealty
Walkies
The alarm sounds. I open one eye, slap the snooze button and try to pretend it didn’t happen.
But it’s too late.
My brain is awake, and more importantly, so are the dogs.
They know what that sound means.
They know their human is rising to meet their needs.
I throw back the quilt cover and my husband moans his complaints, for I’ve let a little cold air into the sanctuary. I mumble apologies but they’re half-hearted really. I’m always hopeful my wonderful partner will come with me. One foot, then the other hits the carpeted floor and I stand; stretching and ironing out the creases of sleep.
The dogs join me in this ritual. I hear their multi-footed dismount from the bed to the floor. They elongate one rear leg then the other before pulling back onto their haunches. Eyes wide open; expectant and watching my every move.
I dress myself in active wear, wrap a scarf around my neck and plonk a beanie on my head.
This is not what they are waiting for.
As I walk over to my dresser and pull out a pair of socks, their tails start wagging.
Once one sock is on, they move a little closer to where I am.
But when I reach for the runners, they start to turn excited circles; dancing a doggie duet around each other.
They know it is time.
I ask them, just to be sure, “Is it time?”
They start yipping with anticipation.
“Are you sure it’s time?” I tease.
The yipping becomes louder.
“Is it time for walkies?” I exclaim.
They jump up and down, yelping, “Yes, yes, yes!”
I clip the leads around their neck and off we head into the cold, pre-dawn morning. The icy air blasts my face and wakes me up.
I love this time of day.
Every day.
By Sarah ©2017
Prompt: Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie, Saturday’s Mix – 5 August 2017, routine; Daily Post Daily Prompt, dancing, circle, partner
Synchronicity
My two dogs Archie and Bella, though not related, have an uncanny synchronicity.
Synchronised moping (probably because of those jackets. What was I thinking?!)
Weirdos.
🐶🐶💜💜
Prompt: Daily Post Daily Prompt, Word: synchronise, snack
Hide and Seek
nose hard to the ground
following the trace of a
prize not well hidden
By Sarah ©2017
My clever boy, Archie, who can seek and find anything with his amazing nose…even if I don’t want him to!
Prompts – Daily Post Daily Prompt, Daily Post Photo Challenge
Word: trace
Task: friend
Furry Friends
If only they could talk. Their eyes can tell us something, but not everything.
These are our fur babies (and amongst my best friends) Bella and Archie 💜🐶💚
Prompt: Daily Post Photo Challenge, Task: Friend. Share an image of a friend.