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You should never let you're dog answer you're door, regardless of how long is left on you're television program
Poetry | Updated Jun 9, 2014 | Reads: 25 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
a night filled with fun!!
Short Story | Updated Jun 8, 2014 | Reads: 89 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
By Vincent Lakes
A diary of a dog, and how he schemes to train his owners while the owners are attempting to train him!
Linx lived the normal perfect life, until a fatal car accident killed both of his parents. He was forced to go to a foster home. He's soon adopted by this couple that just seems nice, when eyes are looking. Linx runs away and goes on a journey of a lifetime.
By Orinda The Natural
A poem of wishful thinking, knowing how I liked rabbits best as a kid, I like the behavior of dogs best now, and I like the ability of cats to jump up high on furniture and entertain themselves well without much need for attention.
a story about a boy and his robot dog
Short Story | Updated May 19, 2014 | Reads: 53 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 1
The crow and the coyote go hand in hand, like leaves and wind, like water and stones.
This is the story of inhuman nature of human beings.
A short poem I made about the movie and book of Red Dog
Poetry | Updated May 7, 2014 | Reads: 9 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
Story about a dog.
Poetry | Updated May 4, 2014 | Reads: 9 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
Follow the destruction of a marriage through the eyes of their dog. Rated for language and violence.
Short Story | Updated Apr 29, 2014 | Reads: 20 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
This poem is one that deals with the concept of Anxiety, Depression etc in young teens and dealing with the idea that if, when you're in the dark, you understand it's just a ride and to appreciate it, you'll understand that you're only in a tunnel for now and there's light very soon, just...
Dedicated to Agnes, my Chihuahua dog.
Poetry | Updated Mar 29, 2014 | Reads: 6 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
They buried him in the ground, just like I bury my very, very favorite bones. Maybe he wants to see what the dirt looks like from underground. But if that's the case, then why did they put him in a box first?
Short Story | Updated Mar 28, 2014 | Reads: 35 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
Winter may be the coldest and darkest of seasons, but that doesn't mean it can't offer something we all need.