Let sleeping dogs lie
Asleep, she breathes softly. All four paws sticking straight up. How could that be comfortable? Her pink tummy is exposed; she always was a trusting one.
A big stretch. Mouth open in a half yawn, she looks at me, her eyes cloudy with sleep.
I can't help but want to disturb her. To reach my hands beneath her and scoop her tired body onto my lap. Limp, peaceful, trusting. A big sigh. She flicks the tip of her tongue across her lips, swallows. Wiggles her nose into the crook of my elbow.
There, she resumes her interrupted dreams.
- Category: True Stories Told As Fiction
- Tags: dog
9 comments add one below
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Christopher almost 3 years ago
Lovely. Makes me want a dog again. But, alas, too many allergies.
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Neville Hunt almost 3 years ago
It is lovely, firefly. But oh, it’s a dog! I thought it was like one of those restless nights when I’m in and out of dreams and I too want to disturb her, but the her is Mrs H and I would never describe her as a dog (no offence intended to dogs of course).
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firefly almost 3 years ago
Thanks Christopher! Dogs really do bring so much joy. Have you looked into hypoallergenic breeds? I know there are some fluffy ones out there - not just the naked ones! xD
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firefly almost 3 years ago
Thanks Neville! Hahaha she is no Mrs H, but a trusted companion none the less. Perhaps, I will write about my Mr N one of these days!
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Christopher almost 3 years ago
Thanks, Firefly. But I have enough trouble taking care of myself these days!
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Frenchie almost 3 years ago
I love dogs but I have a cat ☺ Nice drabble, Firefly :-)
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firefly almost 3 years ago
Ah yes, Christopher, they are quite a responsibility.
And thanks, Frenchie :) -
Jamie Clapperton almost 3 years ago
Don't have a Dog , firefly, but reading this evoked memories of happy times dogsitting.
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firefly almost 3 years ago
Aw I'm glad, Jamie. I'm sure my little one will inspire a few more drabbles ^^
