The Bluestone Review Spring 2022

Chapter 4: Buddy The shack was old. When we went inside it was full of food. “Mmmm,” I said. “Yummy, so much food.” It smelled wonderful! “You eat so much food,” Lulu remarked. “This is plain, ordinary dog food.” “Well this is amazing,” I replied. “Stop eating and come on,” she barked. “Okay,” I squeaked. In the next room, there was a pile of crates stacked onto one another. Inside them were dogs, lots of dogs! They barked and howled! “Where are we?” I asked. “Dunno,” she replied, “but it sure smells.” “Help me,” a squeaky puppy cried. “Come on, let’s help her,” I said. “Will it benefit me?” Lulu asked (sounding very annoyed). “Well let’s find out,” I responded. We ran to the crate. Then suddenly, I skidded to a stop; my mouth fell open. She was beautiful, and the most magnificent dog I’ve ever seen! “What are you standing around with your mouth open for?” said Lucy. “She’s perfect,” I whispered. “Just wonderful.” Lucy rolled her eyes. Her eyes were such a deep dark brown that it just looked like she had large pupils instead of a brown iris with the pupil. Her fur was a lovely golden ruby color, which shimmered in the sunlight peeking through the cracks in the walls; her jowls were long but not too long— short enough so you would not notice when she stood up, but they were long enough so that they puddled on the ground when she lay down. Her ears hung past her head, and she had a beautiful wave to her fur. “You’re still outside the crate,” Lulu pointed out.

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