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The Leader of The Pack

March 28 Flash Fiction

 

From the day we brought Bruce home Maggie let him know that she was the leader of the pack.

It was sad to see how she showed her eminence over him. Bruce was such a laid-back kind of guy that we were never sure if this bothered him.

I’m sure they had this telepathic thing going on between them. Bruce would go to eat his food and Maggie would look over at him as if to say, “Leave it”. He’d not eat until she had left the room or until she started eating.

I suppose dogs have pecking orders.

 

This was written for a flash fiction over at Carrot Ranch. In 99 words (no more, no less) write a short story or poem using the word eminence.

 

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  1. They do indeed, and the sweet mellow ones just play along with the rules because life is too short to fuss n’ fight. 😊

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    March 31, 2019
  2. blindzanygirl #

    Aww. This is lively asusan.

    Liked by 1 person

    March 30, 2019
  3. They sure do! Excellent take.

    Liked by 1 person

    March 30, 2019
  4. Great story Susan.

    Liked by 1 person

    March 29, 2019
  5. Alphas and betas, just as with wolves … and men. 🙂

    Liked by 1 person

    March 29, 2019

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