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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. Yes, they most certainly do have pecking orders. Good piece.

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    April 2, 2019
  2. Yes, they do play the rules in their kingdom. Good take, Susan. 🙂

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    April 2, 2019
  3. Yes, they do have pecking orders. But I’m one of the big dogs (aka human) and when I feed the dog that causes the most trouble, I do it in another room with the door closed. 🙂

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    April 1, 2019
  4. I’ve never had more than one at a time…
    And those I know with more than one – the dogs get along like brother and sister – well good enough.
    Now all I’ve got is wild backyard birds and they do have a pecking order! 😉

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    April 1, 2019
  5. I’m sure they do too. Even though they’re domesticated, they did hunt in packs once, ages ago 🙂

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    April 1, 2019

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