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A 100 word story by

MrBinks

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Peter And The Dog

When I was younger, I spent a lot of time over the local field. Behind which, was a small wooded area, great for building what my friends and I called “bases”.

My mates would climb trees. I’m not built that way. Never was. I used to envy their nimble monkey-like ways. Staring up, weakly, with no chance of hooking a leg, or pulling myself up.

One Saturday lunchtime the sound of a (potentially) rabid Rottweiler, with a taste for what I presumed was the blood of a young boy, came bounding our way. That day, Spider-Man had nothing on me.

Hey, Listen!

Written as part of Friday Fictioneers, hosted by Rochelle. Check out the group’s entries here, and thank you to Lisa Fox for the photo.

Music: childhood 1P63 by Setuniman — https://freesound.org/s/403968/ — License: Attribution NonCommercial 4.0

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Responses to “Peter And The Dog”

  1. granonine

    Funny! I guess it’s all about motivation 🙂

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  2. neilmacdon

    Needs must when the devil drives

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  3. elmowrites

    I love this. Sometimes it just takes the right motivation! Love the use of brackets around that ‘potentially’ rabid dog, makes me wonder whether it was even a rottie. Probably just a chihuahua with small dog energy, but it got the job done for Peter!

    Jen

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    1. MrBinks

      Oh, it really was a Rottie. I was terrified of dogs when I was younger. I watched a dog bit my brother’s hand once, and it scarred me for life (my brother was fine and couldn’t care less).

      I was “cured” upon coming into contact with the sweetest Lhasa apso, and subsequently had one for myself!

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      1. elmowrites

        I can see how that would leave a lasting impression. How long did you stay up the tree?!

  4. Michael Humphris

    I once had to climb a tree fast when a female cow took umbrage with me after I tried to pat her calf. I was about eight at the time.Yes your story brought back memories for me

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  5. Dale

    Amazing how adept we become when it’s a question of losing a limb!!

    That was a fun one, Mr. B!

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  6. Angela

    Almost anything can be accomplished with the right motivation! Nice story.

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  7. msjadeli

    Thank goodness he got the lead out and up and away from the rabid dog. I think I see him there up in the leaves. You’re welcome for the photo 🙂

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  8. Brenda’s Thoughts

    Terror does propel us. Though traumatizing, I suppose the outcome was good after-all. It reminds me of a near encounter with an unhappy doberman when I was younger. I was afraid of dogs until after I married and we had a lovely little cocker spaniel. Thank goodness for healing! Well written story.

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  9. Sandra

    Yeah well, you don’t know what you can do until you have to try or die…

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  10. rochellewisoff

    Dear Mr. B,

    Amazing what a person can do when it comes to impending doom. I find myself wondering if this Peter is any relation to the writer. 😉

    Shalom,

    Rochelle

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  11. GHLearner

    Oh dear. Fear can give us wings if it doesn’t freeze us. I love that you later fell in love with a dog after all.

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