Bubbles

By the time I got to my car, I’d almost forgotten about Josh. My concern was for his dog.  I pictured a half-starved animal lying by an empty food bowl, dying of thirst.

When I opened the door to his house, a tiny wiener dog attacked.

Her food bowl was empty, but she still had a little water. Josh may have filled it the night before. Her license was up-to-date. The tag read ‘Bubbles.’

I could picture Josh sitting at his computer, working on his ‘system’ to win big at the casino, ignoring Bubbles. Did the dog whimper? Did she try to climb up on Josh’s lap?

I refilled Bubbles’ bowl from the sink. Her whole body shook as she tried to climb my leg. I almost tripped over her as I set the water bowl on the floor. After I filled her food bowl, I sat on the floor.  She climbed into my lap, standing on her hind legs to lick my face.

I laughed. “You’re going to pull a muscle if you don’t settle down.” Bubbles rubbed her tiny face against my chest, her tail wagging furiously.  ‘What did people ever do to deserve the love we get from dogs?’ I wondered.

Today I’ll try to be worthy of a dog’s love.

Dogged Determination ©2018 by Ken Montrose

Dogged Determination is a work of fiction. Any similarity between the characters and anyone you might know is purely coincidental.

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