By Leon Kortenkamp
Come on, Buddy. Down to business. I have to get to work. Sniffing telephone poles gets us nowhere. Yes, up under the pine tree. Sniff the grass, sniff the pine needles. It’s the perfect place! Plastic bag to the ready. Time to get disgusting, Buddy. Good dog.
It’s okay. You’ll be fine on your own. I might ask Jerry to take you for a walk after work. I’m thinking of asking that new girl in payroll to go out for a drink. Don’t look at me that way.
It’s only for a drink, and she might not want to go anyway.
Endearing, Leon. And I think you picked a perfect title for this piece. Not that easy to do.
Great tone. It easily brings clear images to the reader’s mind.
The only line I didn’t like was “time to get disgusting, buddy.”
Otherwise, it was well written.
Ordinary yet profound. Shows me the depth of the bond between Buddy and his human.
My dog would react like Buddy. A disruption of my schedule! No!
Good story.