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- Alpha Males (Blackie) at storywrite
At the crunching of the tan roadbed rocks at the bottom of our hill, Blackie’s head would lift, ears pricked. At the sound of the big truck engine down-shifting, he was off, a sable streak of canine conceit. With ferocious - Tally Ho! or, The Refrigerator Door at storywrite
It was big, old, and yellow; a king-sized “fixer-upper.” The two-story farmhouse also came with a half-acre lot, a partially demolished commercial-sized chicken shed, and three ancient willow trees so immense they were local - Horsing Around at storywrite
The creamy linen envelope was stiff with luxurious importance. It contained a single embossed card under a square of translucent tissue. In perfectly set script, it read:1 / The Park Commission - The Pursuit [Gotcher Goat 2] at storywrite
It was a bright autumn morning, brisk enough to be invigorating. Indeed, it was perfect jogging weather, though that was always more fun with a partner. At least, that’s what the goat may have been thinking as she chomped t - Scared Stiff at storywrite
On Saturday afternoons, the neighborhood children crowded into our little pink bathroom on the ground floor. Its tiny window was opened, allowing an additional lucky few the chance to crane their necks in hope of a good view
