Dennis and Polly

“Pirates?” Echo laughed. “In a sense, yes.”  She smiled at him and brightened the dark room. “I still don’t get how I fit in.” He shrugged and locked eyes with her. He lay back on a mountain of purple and black pillows. Her head lay on left his bare hip with her black curls everywhere. Her green eyes smiled at …

Dennis and Polly on Parade

Dennis felt the leash tug. He had slowed to look out the window as they continued. Stars passed by at a near palpable speed. “This isn’t right,” he whispered. One of the dobermans growled at him as it watched over its shoulder. “Silence!” The goddess reminded him. She reached into her long black coat and pressed something. Dennis almost collapsed …

Dennis and Polly in the Cell

“Help?? Polly?” Dennis woke on his cot. The cot was more comfortable than the metallic floor of the cell. Except for the blanket over top of him, he was naked. Turning to the wall behind him, he used his thumb to scratch a diagonal slash through four upright lines he had put there on previous mornings. A quick count of …

Hanny, Revisited

I am running a bit late this morning, so just a quicky and I will blog more from the car later on in the day…again, I do not text and drive…I only blog and drive (not really). I have brought up “The Doberman” that lives with me a few times.  On this blog I have brought him up specifically in …

Dennis and Polly in Captivity

“Pork chops!” Polly blinked. Dennis said it again, “Pork chops! Would you like a pork chop?” Polly wagged his nub of a tail in agreement. “Yeah, I figured you would like that.” Dennis wiped his hands on the fropnt of his white apron. “I’m a master with the Foreman!” Polly wagged more agreement. Polly three pork chops out of the …