


āHi, my name is Bob and a dog just came up to my door, is he yours?ā The woman started to cry and explained the dogās name was Benji and belonged to her dad who just passed away. Bob said his condolences, but then asked why the dog came to him. āI swear he rang the doorbell!ā
The woman sighed and said, āyes, heās a very smart dog.ā
āWell I could bring him back to you, where do you live?ā
āOh noā she said, āI couldnāt take him, I live in a condo, doesnāt allow petsā.
Bob thought maybe this was fate, he had been so lonelyā¦maybe Benji would be a great companion. He looked into those pleading dark brown eyes and fell in love. āOkay, Iāll take him. Is there anything I need to know? Has he had all his shots and everything?ā
āOh yes my dad was very protective of Benji and he of my dad.ā
āAlright then, Iāll take good care of him too.ā That night Bob settled a big blanket by his bed and told Benji to hop in. He did. Around midnight Bob was woken by a soft murmur. He looked down to see the figure of an old man squatting down petting Benji. Bob sat up quickly and said, āwho are you? Whatās going on?ā
The fading image of the man stood up and replied, āIām just telling him goodbye and he is home now.ā
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A new shot at my writing prompt.












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