Friday, July 14, 2017

Man's Best Friend

"Gal's Best Pal"

She would always remember that day at the pound.  The rows upon stacked, metal rows of dogs yipping, puppies howling.  And then, the cage at the end, left wedged against the wall, where the tiny puppy sat.  He was pudgy and eight weeks old at best.  How his sad eyes lifted and his tail wagged at her, "Hello."  How she couldn't resist taking him home.
Created for an art challenge at Digital Whisper.

6 comments:

  1. What a great way to select a friend. I hope all work out well for the girl's best friend.

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  2. Ain't it the truth...fabulous artwork.

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  3. Lovely art. As always, you weave your word magic to accompany it!

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  4. She made a wise choice. Who could resist that face?!

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  5. Fantastic! Love the oh so familiar story and I am partial to bulldogs
    Thanks for playing in this challenge. You are so much fun!

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