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Tuesday, June 25, 2024

ELIZABETH HONE: A Dog and a Biscuit

You were three.
Maggie was twelve.

She cocked her head from side to side, planted firmly on her four feet, watching as you chose the dog biscuit and proffered it.

You wagged your index finger at her, ordering her to sit. Then begged.

Still the tail wagged. Still she stood.

Elizabeth Hone wrote this story.

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