The Old Dog

The old dog scratched lightly at the front door at 4:50 AM because, that is what old dogs often do. The old man was awake, heard the scratch, and slipped out of his warm bed up with a grumble “4:50 AM”. He said this not with anger but, with a kind of mirth since he never slept late anyway, old men rarely do. He felt the cold, found his slippers, and went down the stairs and found his old gal waiting by the front door. He greeted her “Hello Dusty” and walked past her to the kitchen, asked that the… Continue reading