dog gonnit

 "A stranger arrives in a small town, claiming to have the ability to bring loved ones back from the dead. But at what cost?"

I am including a few words to expand my vocabulary when I am story telling.

words to use: "Serendipitous, Whispers, Melancholic."

It's the wild west during pioneer times. A dog scampers into town. A crazed expression on its face, ribs showing, golden matted hair reflecting the sunlight, and tongue sticking sideways out of his mouth. The dog scampers into the saloon, trotting past a table of men bickering about a poker game, straight upto the bar. The dog stands on his hind legs and gazes deeply into the bar maidens eyes. "Out, shoo!" Quoth the bar maiden. The dog continued to stare, it's gaze growing melancholic.

The bar maiden had pity on the K-9 and gave him a dirty mug full of even dirtier water. The dog sniffed the water and pushed away the dirty glass with one of his paws. He strafed down the bar a few stools and hopped up onto the chair next to the town drunk who was passed out next to drink. The dog gleefully lapped up this beverage and was thankful to the unconscious drunk man. The dog turned to exit and hopped off the bar stool. As he was scampering to the door, shots rang out, and three men fell down from the poker table dead.

Without missing a beat, the dog trotted up to the dead men and pissed on all of them. The bullets popped back out of their body and their wounds were healed. The dog defecated by another table and left the saloon, much to the bewilderment of the bar patrons.

33 years later a man is in the town's city hall. He is petitioning the city council to approve his rights to drill for oil on his newly purchased plot of land outside the town. He stands at a desk while a clerk reads the coordinates, rights, and blueprints. The man looks around the office and sees a dog turd in a glass case. Puzzled, he asks the clerk about it, who tells him a story about a miracle working dog who saved his father and two other men from sure death.

Suddenly, a matted-fur golden dog enters the city council office. "A serendipitous encounter!" thought the oil man. If I capture this dog, then whispers throughout the town will reach my dearly beloved Mary-Beth, and perhaps she will move back here from Canada.

The man approaches the dog. The dog lights a cigarette, and puffs it, while still staring back at the man. The two of them nod at each other and the man felt the dog was better left to his own devices.

End