Once, I found a dog. I took him home. He ate voraciously. I bought a skillet with a good wooden handle. I cooked yams. I decorated. I decided not to neuter the dog. Spring bulged. I let the dog out….
| precious little fictions in 500 words (or less). |
| precious little fictions in 500 words (or less). |
Once, I found a dog. I took him home. He ate voraciously. I bought a skillet with a good wooden handle. I cooked yams. I decorated. I decided not to neuter the dog. Spring bulged. I let the dog out….