FFftPP 2-12-20 – “There’s a Good Dog”

“What has he found now, George? I hope it’s nothing dangerous! Remember last week he brought a huge dead rat onto the front porch?”

“No worries my dear. This is an indestructible toy I bought at Pet Playthings, that new store, last week. Instead of a sharp possibly dangerous stick, you can throw this instead. He won’t know that it’s not a stick and retrieve it as such.”

Buddy the dog always wanted to please his master, George. Buddy longed for a good chew on a sapling branch or a hearty beef knuckle, but he would tolerate this foul tasting plastic device for a few more days. Then he will bury it somewhere it couldn’t be found, maybe alongside those plastic bones that are supposed to make his breath smell nice.

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Noise Pollution or Comforting Sound?

What do you hear? At night when you are trying to sleep or during the day when you’re trying to read or write? I admit I love some of the familiar sounds such as the steam engine here in Cheyenne, chugging and whistling as it takes small tourist excursions. The intersection of two interstate highways is very close, less than a mile, so I hear traffic constantly. We are also a railroad hub, so regular trains heard.

I am used to it, semis, car horns, and I also have a fire station close by so the occasional siren and huge low horns as other drivers refuse to give way to emergency vehicles. A low flying helicopter just passed over, and I enjoy hearing them, and planes, since we have an Air Force base here. Many planes are tested here because of our high winds.

Last night a new sound, especially odd here in one of the driest states in the union, a fog horn. I have no idea if it was someone’s cell phone with a foghorn ring or what, but it was that distinct sound. There are no waterways near me. So, what could it be? Any ideas? It made me laugh even though I was trying to sleep.😊

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Tuesday Writing Prompt Challenge

Young and afraid

Yet anxious to learn

Every inch of him she yearned

Unknowing he would have to be earned

After his conquest he left unconcerned

No act of kindness, only cruel and perfunctory

He shredded her dreams in dignified air of victory.

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