A Christmas Drabble
Snow falls. A dog, lame-legged, lies on a street corner. Fur partly snow-white. He looks up at passers-by with black eyes and feasts upon scraps. Either ignored or treated abhorrently by tormentors, he wishes for company. Someone to care for him.
Before Christmas Eve’s end, a father and his daughter pass him by, the daughter’s face red and showing disappointment. But they stop. The daughter turns, her face lights up, tugs on her father’s sleeve, points at the dog.
The father sighs, but smiles slightly, shaking his head. He kneels beside the dog, says, “Hungry?” and ruffles the dog’s fur.
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A Christmas Drabble
Short StoryA drabble, where a dog finds a new home, primarily written for testing the water on Wattpad.
