Sid

Jun 9th, 2015 by thegooddoctor in 100 Words

Tears streamed from Charlotte’s blue eyes. Her protective doberman ‘Sid’ had died. Even her job as a vet did not help. The cancer had spread. Two weeks after Sid’s sad demise Charlotte tied her brown locks into a bun and returned to saving other pets’ lives. She accepted only token payments to cover her lonely expenses.

One moonlit evening whilst withdrawing takeaway cash a scuffle ensued. Police arrested a crook from the off license nearby. As he was dragged away the thief shouted back,

‘Lady, you’re lucky you had a big dog watching you, I was gonna rob you first!’

From Guest Contributor Kerry Valkyrie Baldock Kelly

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