Archive for the ‘Short Stories’ Category

Dawn in a Swedish village

Saturday, February 2nd, 2008

He was dying. He was in pain, too. The old man knew he was dying, but he stood there in his blue dressing gown, welcoming them. He embraced them with one hand, the other he kept deep in the pocket of his robe to hold up his stomach. It was Christmas Eve ...

Scruff, the Shaggy Dog

Saturday, January 26th, 2008

Do you ever wonder why God made some dogs shaggy, with long hair hanging down at the front, sides and back? Life must be very difficult for shaggy dogs, because even if they know which is their front end and which is their back (which I doubt) nobody else does. Sometimes, ...