literature
Animals make great literature even greater: from Toto to Wilbur to the three little kittens who lost their mittens.
Two Lonely Mammals
It’s 7 o’clock. It’s been dark for two hours. I’d like to tell you I’m not still in my bathrobe at this hour or that, as the robe’s name implies, some sort of personal hygiene has taken place at any point today, but I can’t — because I am, and it didn’t. I slept until two.
By Emily Schlaudecker5 years ago in Petlife
The Adventures of Citron
When the car door opened, she lifted her head from the backseat. Her ruby nose twitched with interest at the fresh forest air, and her curious ears heightened in full mimicry of a baby kangaroo. She crouched, inaccurately assessed the depth of her exit, and awkwardly stumbled out of my vehicle. Once standing, she froze in wonder.
By Halle Miroglotta5 years ago in Petlife
Puppy Love
It wasn’t so much that she didn’t want to go out. Part of her really wanted to. Staying at home, looking after his dog, and finishing the last load of laundry were hardly high on her list of exciting things to do on a Saturday night. So, no. Not wanting to go out wasn’t the real issue.
By Crystal Chadwick King5 years ago in Petlife
Walking With Marvin
“Marvin get back here“. Storms were typical when you lived on the Atlantic, but the last winter storm was more damaging than most. As kids they were warned to stay away from the coastline all together, but Ava Millerton could never resist walking the ocean floor, neither could Marvin.
By Kelsie Young5 years ago in Petlife
Jesper’s Adventure
The sun was warm and delicate, cascading it’s soft tendrils upon the earth. Grasshoppers leapt about lazily in the heat and quiet. A sweet smell of clover hung heavy in the air while blackbirds warbled to one another. Taking flight, their wings tickled the air. It was a glorious afternoon, undisturbed, but for two travelers.
By Crissy Ferguson 5 years ago in Petlife
Koda and the Little Black Book
It was a quiet morning while I was enjoying my breakfast outside of the cafe. I was alone with my laptop researching jobs and updating my resume. I had been recently let go from my position at a law firm because the attorney closed his office after retiring.
By Silvia C Corella5 years ago in Petlife
Perfection Is A Fig. Top Story - February 2021.
The hot July sun beams in through the open window, creating a patch of warmth that Fig happily stretches out on. He yawns lazily, waving his tail slowly back and forth, his fur warm to the touch. Oregon has been on a record stretch of heat, the suburban air scented coconut from sunscreen and summer cocktails enjoyed in the shade. Fig remains content in his heat-induced delirium, a level of relaxation one can only achieve after a lifetime of having nowhere to be and nothing to do. Voices downstairs pull Fig out of his summer daze, he squints his good eye open, wondering if it is worth investigating or not. He lost his left eye many years ago, when he was a kitten, in a fight over something he can’t remember. It took him months to build up the courage to look at himself, scared that such a disfigurement would be too much for others to accept. Now, most days, he likes being different, and he takes pride in the fact that his one eye contains more appreciation for art and culture than most cats have with two.
By Alexis Makepeace5 years ago in Petlife
Be more like Hem
When the fortune cookie said months ago that there would be "Great money coming my way" this year, to say I was skeptical, would be an understatement!! As I stare out the window, I pull out my black notebook; the shock still fresh, that I won $20,000!? That is the type of thing that happens to other people. Not to me. My luck usually consists of things like smashing the screen on my 2-day old cell phone (while waiting for my new phone case to arrive) or having someone rear end my 1-month-old SUV. Or working in the travel industry during the breakout of a Global Pandemic-one that inflicted a worldwide travel ban and forced the entire world into lockdown!!
By Ange D'entremont5 years ago in Petlife
Purrs and Pearls
I paced anxiously in lobby. My aunt's lawyers were as grandiose as she had been, everything was wood and marble. There were paralegals and secretaries running around, filling, every other minute someone came and delivered something that was important to someone's livelihood.
By Karalynn Rowley5 years ago in Petlife
