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Previous Challenge Entry (Level 4 – Masters)
Topic: ABSENCE MAKES THE HEART GROW FONDER (02/28/19)
I hang my head a bit, tuck my tail between my legs, and let out a sad, soft bark. I miss my Littlest Little. I live here with Master Mom, Master Dad, and the three littles. Oh, and there’s Oreo, too. But he’s a cat. We each kind of pretend the other doesn’t exist, and it works out pretty well for both of us. One of the littles, Emily, has been gone for quite a while. I don’t really know how long. I just know it’s been too long. I keep hearing the masters talk about doctors and hospitals. I think it’s like the vet for humans. I hope they don’t lock her in a cage at night. That would be awful.

I also hear them talking about cancer, and treatment, and other scary words. I hope she’s okay. And if anyone’s hurting her, let me at them. They’ll never hurt her again when I’m done with them.

Anyway, back to Emily, my Littlest Little. I usually sleep at the bottom of her bed. I’m not really supposed to, but after a while, the Masters Mom and Dad gave up trying to get me out of there. Every night I go in Emily’s room, hoping she’ll be sleeping in her bed. That maybe she snuck in the house while I was napping. Or that she’ll sneak in during the night. But every morning, her bed is still empty, only rumpled at the bottom where I kept my vigil.

The other littles play with me, and they invite me to their rooms at night, but it’s not the same without all of them here. Sometimes when I go into her room, I’ll hear them sadly tell me, “Sorry, Pebbles. Emily isn’t here. She’s still in the hospital.” But I still go in her room. I’ve got to keep guard for her, and make sure nothing happens to her stuff.

My ears perk up. I hear excited talking.

One of the other Littles, Mason, runs up to me and gives me a big hug. “Guess what, Pebbles? Emily is coming home today! Mom’s driving home with her right now!”

Could it be true? She’s coming home? I hope the doctor gives Emily a treat before she leaves, like the vet gives me. Why aren’t they back yet? Surely it’s been long enough. When are they going to be here? When?

I hear a car pull up. Is it them? The other family members run out the door. I try to nose through, but Dad holds me back. I hope she’ll know how much I missed her. I see her, but... Is it really Emily? Where’s all the fur on top of her head? And what’s the thing she’s wearing on her face?

She walks slowly towards me. “Pebbles! I’ve missed you so much.”

It’s her! It’s really her! My Littlest Little. Home.

Finally, Dad lets go of my collar, and I bound towards her. I nearly knock her over. I’m trying to be gentle. Really, I am. But I just can’t help myself. I try to lick her face through the... whatever it is she’s wearing. Oh, I don’t care. I’m just glad she’s home. Does she know how much I’ve missed her? Huh? Does she? Does she?

“Awww. Pebbles. You’ve missed me, too, haven’t you?”

My only response is a happy bark.

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Job 12:7-10
“But ask the animals, and they will teach you,
or the birds in the sky, and they will tell you;
or speak to the earth, and it will teach you,
or let the fish in the sea inform you.
Which of all these does not know
that the hand of the LORD has done this?
In his hand is the life of every creature
and the breath of all mankind.
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Barbara Culler 
03/07/19
This is so sweet! I loved the point of view of Pebbles. I understood about Emily's missing hair, but I can't figure out what would be on her face. Bandages, maybe? I like the build up of excitement and the feeling of pure joy in your furry little! :)
Betty Castleberry
03/07/19
Cute, cute, cute! I'm an animal lover, so this really spoke to me. Loved that it was from the dog's point of view. Kudos.
Jenny Miller
03/07/19
Aww! So sweet and creative! Love the POV!
Yvonne Blake 
03/07/19
Ahh... you did the dog's voice just right. "Does she? Does she?" I also like the dog's name for Emily. Well done.
Karen Dick 
03/08/19
This is a cute story. Oh...the cone of shame! Well done.
Verna Cole Mitchell 
03/08/19
This is a charming story told excellently. It's not easy to speak "dog," but you did it very well.
Corinne Smelker 
03/08/19
Awww this is just too sweet. I do wonder how animals feel when their owners are gone for long periods of time.

Love this from beginning to end.
C D Swanson 
03/09/19
Oh I love love love love this!

Well done, bravo!

Thank you for sharing this unique and well written entry with us!

Blessings~
Laurie Glass 
03/10/19
I love this. What a sweet story, and it worked so well from the dog's point of view. Great job!
Joanney Uthe 
03/10/19
I don't know if I can type through the tears. This piece hit a little too close to home. My son really missed the dogs when he was in the hospital for chemo and they were always so happy to see him when he came home.

You do an excellent job of speaking dog. I love the dog's relationship with the cat, as well as his names for his humans.

Excellent job.
Mariane Holbrook
03/13/19
How absolutely creative and clever. I LOVED it.
Shann Hall-LochmannVanBennekom 
03/14/19
This is beautiful. It tugged at my heart right away. You did a marvelous job of capturing the MC's voice (or should that be bark?) Congratulations on ranking 11th overall! Happy Dance!