Bone of contention

Just sayin', The dogs 1 Minute

Summer: What the heck, you’re chewing on my Nylobone!

Dejah: Didn’t see your name on it. My, it’s so good.

Dejah: You’re really upset about this, aren’t you?

Summer: Meh. What. Ever.

Summer: I won’t beg. Yes, I will. Please, can I have my bone back?

Dejah: You’re serious!

Dejah: Oh, fine. What a whiner.

Summer: Wait, you left my bone behind! You can have it if you want.

Dejah: No, it’s no fun with you staring at me chewing on the boner.

Summer: Well, if you insist …

Dejah: What a little baby …

Summer: Oh, my Nylobone, I love you, I love you, I love you.

Published by WarrenBluhm

Wordsmith and podcaster, Warren is a reporter, editor and storyteller who lives near the shores of Green Bay with two golden retrievers, Dejah and Summer, and Blackberry, an insistent cat. Author of It's Going to Be All Right, Echoes of Freedom Past, Full, Refuse to be Afraid, Gladness is Infectious, 24 flashes, How to Play a Blue Guitar, Myke Phoenix: The Complete Novelettes, A Bridge at Crossroads, The Imaginary Bomb, A Scream of Consciousness, and The Imaginary Revolution.

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