This is the third instalment of Weekend Writing Warriors’
8 Sentence Sunday Blog Hop.
Currently, I am writing a multi-part series about the dogs in my care, which will be turned into a book. These 8 sentences are a continuation from last week’s story of Luke, the White Shepherd:
There was fur flying everywhere and as the years passed, the old “dogmobile” would house a permanent Lukehair blanket, (others’ too, of course, but not so obvious).
Apparently, I wasn’t driving fast enough. From the back seat, Luke leaned into my right ear . “Rawr, rawr, rawr, rawr” [~Are we there yet, are we there yet, are we there yet, are we there yet?~]. This continued until we arrived at our destination; quite the distraction!
The dog park wasn’t ideal for Luke. He had a habit of trying to mount other males, some of whom took exception, so I opted to search for a safer venue. Found a lovely, mostly deserted green space a few miles away, where Luke could play Frisbee to his heart’s content.
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