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Jack, A Short Story (Pt. 1)
Story written on September 11, 2009 by Genner.
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CHAPTER 1
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An enormous sigh escapes my lips as I close down my laptop. I lean back in my chair, a smirk etched on my face. When I turn around on my chair to get up, I hear the sound of his excited running around. I bend to scratch him behind his ears.
"Yes, Jack, we’re going."
He places his front-paws against my legs in gratitude and makes a run for the door. This dog interrupted me in the middle of my article, but I can’t say no to him when he looks at me like that with those big eyes. Those same eyes he used on me when I first met him, begging me to take him home and give him a decent life.
I grab my jacket and keys, lock up and head to the elevator. I normally take the stairs because elevators give me the feeling I can’t breathe, but I don’t want to risk Jack running over someone coming up. He’s not heavy – 15 pounds – but to carry him down 12 flights of stairs is just too much.
We cross the street and enter Central Park. I know I have to tie him to his lead, but I just don’t have the heart. He listens to my every command and there’s no need to worry for me, but other people cast me these looks sometimes making me clear what they think about my dog running loose when they are walking with their children.
It’s calm – a Tuesday morning, most kids are at school. I lean back my head to take in the fresh air the park provides, or at least the illusion of it. There’s a slight, comfortable breeze. A beautiful Autumn day. Jack is a couple of feet in front of me, standing still and looking back at me as if he is waiting for me to follow him. I take one last look around and then yell. "Go!"
Jack knows what this means, it’s one of his favourite commands. He runs as if his life depends on it, barely noticing his surroundings. He still avoids the mud pools and dirty places – he’s just so smart. I start jogging as well to at least keep up with him. I used to go running with him in the morning, but I stopped last Winter because it was really freezing in New York and I didn’t pick it up again, like I do other years.
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The love of a dog, when I was in hospital they allowed her to come see me, It made a positive differece; she knows when I am appy or sad. For the love of a dog
Love dogs.have three. My main one is 9 mos old and he is my buddy. You can meet a lot of nice people with children and dogs. thanks
Great story. Nothing uplifts like a dog can. Thank you :)
Are you sure this will only be a shortstory?
Jack has done everyone a favor. There’s nothing like a Tina and Bette beginning and I like this different one very much. Like dogs too and I like his name too. Thanks for posting a different beginning for them.
Even though I’m a huge T & B believer – there’s nothing like a dog or, say, 5.That’s my story and I’m sticking to it because 7 dogs at once is just crazy.
Nothing like a good doggie story – looking forward to your next post.
ok. this is good. a different beginning and i am looking forward to reading more. nothing like a dog to bring two people together. you go jack! thanks for taking the time to share.
What a great beginning, a doggie tale…terrific!!!Can’t wait to see what mischief Jack gets into.Matchmaker Jack.