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This is a short story. This is a dumb story.
I do not want a fancy house.
I do not want a fancy car.
All I want is the days with my pup back again.
Fourteen years he was my companion.
Fourteen years we went everywhere together.
Fourteen years-he lasted longer than many relationships.
I know I’m dumb.
I know I’m stupid.
But I miss the stupid little things he did.
He dragged his huge comforter into my bedroom and slept next to me every night.
He put his head on my foot as I sat at the computer writing all day.
I had to step over him as I cooked because he was right there.
When he went blind he learned a new set of commands. I was his eyes.
Even though he was totally blind he still played tug of war with his big brother Cisco every day all day.
I just miss him.
ABOUT THE AUTHOR:
Gene has been writing for a while, he just hasn’t told us how long. He enjoys communicating with and helping new writers. He has a uniquely simple Hemmingwayish writing style.
He has traveled extensively and even lived in a remote cabin high up in the mountains where he claims he found his style.
“Living without electricity and running water helps you clear your head.” He now does all his writing from a table overlooking a beautiful lake in North Carolina. All of the dogs and pretty much all the women in the stories are real. His true-fiction style allows for much exaggeration or entertainment but the people and dogs are all really special and deeply loved by the author.
