We were asked to write a quick description (5 - 10 minutes) in my creative writing class today. One of the prompts was just "homeless dog." Somehow, I was the only one who wrote with this perspective. There was one mailman, but most went with an omniscient narrator 🤷♂️
Anyway, here's what I wrote:
That man again. The nice one. The one who brings treats, and sometimes lets me sit in his car for a short time when it's cold out and the white stuff falls from the sky.
This time, he holds a long strip of chewy leather in his hand as he approaches. A toy? I'd rather something to eat, but it might be nice to have something to chew on between the man's visits.
As I lower my head for the pats, the man slips the toy around my neck. Huh?
Saying something about a vet and shots (sounds scary!), the man says "we finally have room for you at home. Would you like that? Huh? Would you like that, Snowy?"
