flash fiction. The Dog Park, by Mark Tulin – Friday Flash Fiction by Mark TulinMay 30, 2020 Comments 11 The Dog Park, by Mark Tulin – Friday Flash Fiction — Read on www.fridayflashfiction.com/100-word-stories/the-dog-park-by-mark-tulin Share this:FacebookLinkedInPocketMoreTwitterPinterestRedditTumblrLike this:Like Loading... 11 comments on “The Dog Park, by Mark Tulin – Friday Flash Fiction” Liz Gauffreau May 30, 2020 This poem reminded me so much of the stories my dad would tell of apathetic German Shepherd owners! Reply Mark Tulin May 30, 2020 I can relate. Santa Barbara is a dog park mecca. Reply Liz Gauffreau May 30, 2020 My dad would encounter said “friendly” growling Shepherds when making house calls with parishioners. Mark Tulin May 30, 2020 Poor guy. So many obstacles on the way to good deeds. Liz Gauffreau May 30, 2020 He took it in all stride. 😉 Mark Tulin May 30, 2020 That’s good. Rosaliene Bacchus May 30, 2020 Your story resonated with me. Since being attacked by a pit bull while walking by on a street in Fortaleza, Northeast Brazil, I no longer trust pit bulls no matter how loving their owners may declare them to be. Reply Mark Tulin May 30, 2020 I share that horror in real life too, Rosaliene. I still have dreams about it. Reply Jonathan Caswell May 31, 2020 Reblogged this on By the Mighty Mumford and commented: WOOF, WOOF, WOOF! Reply Mark Tulin May 31, 2020 😎🐶🐶 Reply Jonathan Caswell May 31, 2020 😀 ! Leave a Reply Cancel reply Enter your comment here... Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in: Email (required) (Address never made public) Name (required) Website You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. ( Log Out / Change ) You are commenting using your Facebook account. ( Log Out / Change ) Cancel Connecting to %s Notify me of new comments via email. Notify me of new posts via email. Δ Post navigation Previous Post Next Post
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This poem reminded me so much of the stories my dad would tell of apathetic German Shepherd owners!
I can relate. Santa Barbara is a dog park mecca.
My dad would encounter said “friendly” growling Shepherds when making house calls with parishioners.
Poor guy. So many obstacles on the way to good deeds.
He took it in all stride. 😉
That’s good.
Your story resonated with me. Since being attacked by a pit bull while walking by on a street in Fortaleza, Northeast Brazil, I no longer trust pit bulls no matter how loving their owners may declare them to be.
I share that horror in real life too, Rosaliene. I still have dreams about it.
Reblogged this on By the Mighty Mumford and commented:
WOOF, WOOF, WOOF!
😎🐶🐶
😀 !