The Dog

A garden. That’s where I saw him. He was big and he was strong. The weather was pleasant—almost like spring. He watched people walk by. Sometimes he’d bark at someone; other times, he’d smile. He had a nice smile, with his teeth all white. His tail—such a nice and fluffy tail wagged. A small dog came to the garden from somewhere inside the house. The pair stood in the garden by the fence. They were just looking, having fun.

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One Response to “The Dog”

  1. alex Renskoff Says:

    Very nice moment beautifully captured.

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