Walkies

I used to love it when he took me for walks. The longer the better.
We’d often end up off the beaten track; looking for exciting, unexplored areas behind the city. A quiet escape from the usual bustle of everyday life.

It was tiring. She was always quite demanding but the older she got the more those demands irked. Scratching at the door to be walked, or for food, or to see her friends. The incontinence was bad enough, but one day she turned and bit me.

Last Sunday, I strolled behind as I took her for one last walk.

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46 thoughts on “Walkies

  1. Had to re-read to catch the perspective change, but life always has at least two sides. We sometimes fail to understand and that leads often to conflict, violence or in the least a sense that we do not care. Very nice.

      1. I always want to make sure I get the full intent of the author, otherwise I am not fair to him/her or myself as I can miss a really well-crafted story.

  2. Really love the contrasted views, as most people seem to. I also like that you chose to put the person’s side in italics. It not only made the separation clear, it reinforced the idea that this viewpoint is, like italics, slanted and indecent. Great job.

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