Margarida Brei is the Readers’ Choice in this week’s Indies Unlimited Flash Fiction Challenge. The winning entry is decided by the popular vote and rewarded with a special feature here today. (In case of a tie, the writer who submitted an entry first is the winner per our rules.) Without further ado, here’s the winning story:
Found
by Margarida Brei
The dogs we bought at the pound and the ones who found us were nutty. A deep crazy streak.
On my biking home from work, my youngest informed me that she had found a dog when the oversized head of a GSD popped over the back gate. He had already thrown up in my daughter’s car! The original owners were never located.
Porter thought squirrels were made for being chased, when I was at the other end of a leash. We named a found dog telling him that he was ours for life. Even after being spayed, he continuously pulled on a leash. He looked like a light bulb wearing the largest Elizabethan collar. Porter also resembled the Big Bad Wolf. Neither the operation or the collar of shame stopped his pulling. Hating the collar, he would smash it mercilessly on the ground. It became artistically fixed with sellotape, string and ribbon. Another ten days of recovery because Porter had ripped his stitches. Impossible to keep a dog with a puppy mentality calm!
Being tall at the shoulders, he could steal food off counters effortlessly. The key lime pie and homemade egg custard flan became dog snacks. He threw up a dog toy in the car, pooped out socks, cried like a wounded animal on car rides and enjoyed walking around with the other dog’s head in his jaws.
The day it snowed, he sat outside trying to catch snowflakes on his tongue like a child! Crazy!
Congratulations on winning this week’s contest, Margarida! I thought the story of your rescued pooch was quite entertaining. I also had a dog whose antics would often leave friends and family very amused (but who could equally be quite a handful). Many of them are like clowns, dressed in fur — but so very lovable!