Short Stories Dogs Novels & Stories

he asks. “They killed it,” she answered. “Who, Daven?” “Yes,” “Bastards, sick bastards,” Joshua said in disgust. Reva nodded. “What’s the name of your dog?” he asks. She wrote, “Gora,” “That’s a nice name,” he smiled. Now he’s again getting back the lost good opinion with Reva. “What are the other pets you had?” She answered, squirrel, spiders and a giant lizard,” “That’s interesting,” Joshua said.

When I think things can't get any stranger, I learn Tristan's sickness is that he imagines he's a werewolf. So, I guess Chelsea imagined a skinless rabbit monster. My neighbor imagined a seven-foot-tall, hairy, muscular man-beast. Missy surely imagined a bloody dog walking on his two hind legs. But I did not imagine someone being shot in New York at Mrs. Connor's home. I saw the kennel of dogs, but this dog filled his entire cage. The soldiers shot him repeatedly. They carried him out covered on a gurney. But then whatever it he or she was should be dead. Are there more?

He shut the little red gate and walked up to his post. Off we went. The horses trotted lightly and took across the street, and up two blocks. I pointed out different people’s homes to Sean, and shared a short story or two about a few of them. He seemed really entertained by my story telling. The wagon rounded the corner and we trotted on, the sun was past its peak and the breeze felt really refreshing, prompting me to take off my jacket. In the middle of another anecdote, my eyes skimmed across the face of a very large dog. My eyes darted back, trying to look again and yes, there was a really large dog looking at us from between these bushes. Husky? Some sort of herding dog for sure. But the

, Avni asked while loving the dogs, the dog wailed his tail to show his affection for Avni. On the hand, Alex was a little hesitant to touch the dogs as he is a little bit scared. Avni smiled and said, " Don't be scared they are good and like loyal friends to good people, they will not hurt you ". "Are you sure!! They will not bite me ", Alex asked innocently. " Hundred percent sure!! ", She took a hand of Alex and put it on the head of a dog, the dog wailed his tail cheerfully. Alex relaxed a bit and started caressing him.

“She was just two when the pets began to disappear. Rabbits, cats, songbirds. All vanished. Who would suspect a child? Then at seven, her father gifted her a dog..." He paused, his lips curling slightly. “...and the dog died that night. The maids said they heard it crying. Whimpering. But by morning, E told them it had ‘left.’ Strange, don’t you think? A dead dog, walking out the door?” I swallowed hard. My heart was thudding. “Years later, they found its body buried beneath her window. Bones chewed down to the marrow.” He leaned forward, voice softening. “Then it got worse. E’s best friend came to visit. She never left. Another girl came... and ran out screaming. After that, no one came bac

I looked at the owner of the voice, and my eyes widened as I saw a fluffy, white dog running toward me. “Ah!” I shouted as the dog went on top of me, causing us to fall to the ground. He started licking my face which made me chuckle before his master took him away from me. “I told you to wait for me! You could have hurt her!” The short woman with beautiful black short hair scolded her dog but ended up hugging him too. I guess he is her spirit animal just like what Professor Damaris told me a while ago. “Oh, hello! I’m sorry, did he hurt you?” She went to me and started inspecting my arms, finding if there was a scratch or whatever.

He said, then he drank the water. It seemed that Mr Rubber is really different from the farmer’s previous dog. She was pretty sweet, even though not as lovely as Lady Bunny. She always listened to him retelling his adventures. They played a bit of tag, but not very fast like Mr. Rubber here. Very rarely rough-housing the way Mr Rubber did. She got tired easily, and that’s also why Usha chose to harass the slimes in the forest. Remembering the sweet and lovely Madam Doggie made him sad and missed her so much. However, Usha couldn’t visit her anymore. Mewria said the goodest pet has gone to heaven and not everyone can visit there. Hopefully someday soon, Usha can go!

“Here boy!” There’s a giant ghost hound in my flat, see through tongue lolling out, tail wagging cheerfully. Ghostly slobber dripping onto my carpet, where it vanishes. “Good boy!” I tell him, thinking it a very undignified way to refer to a creature that’s been around for a thousand years or so, if the stories are true. I keep a tin on the mantel, above the fire. I open it and get out a couple of dog biscuits for Bellmouth.

“Relax, am not scared of him. “I said bravely. “Now, take me to those helpless creatures “I said dramatically. Ruth took me to their cage which was in a disclosed part of the mansion. The dogs were super quiet. “I can’t stay here and watch! “Ruth cried and took to her heels. I opened the window part of the kernel and pouted in the meat and they began barking loud and rushing the meat. One of them was in a hurry and scratched my arm with its sharp crawl. I was bleeding. Their barking was so loud. “Bad dog… “I yelled at them. They were big dogs. One of them got hold of my necklace on my neck and started pulling me close to the cage. They want to eat me? After I fed them. “He… Help! “I yelled.

I had to be quick before the storm started and their tracks disappeared. I went to her bedroom and took one of her clothes. Her scent was everywhere and it was truly intoxicating! I took a quick sniff, put it in my pocket and went downstairs. My men were already in their places ready, waiting for me. I gave the cloth to the dogs to sniff and mounted my horse! The dogs started running as if they were being chased. My dogs are the best hunters. They are fast and efficient and always manage to find their victim.