EM-Drabbles – One Hundred & Thirty

It was raining, he could hear it hammering on the metal sheeting that roofed his prison. Skipper sighed and lay down on his hard bed. He’d no idea how long he’d been there. Weeks. Months. He wondered what he’d done to deserve this. Whatever it was he’d not do it again. Ever. 

If he was given a second chance. 


The outer door opened. 


“He was a lockdown puppy. They didn’t want him when they were back to normal.”

“He’s gorgeous. We’ll take him.”

Skipper looked up into a kind smiling face and wagged his tail.

A second chance.

E.M. Swift-Hook

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