December drabbles - 25

In the morning he barked at the milkman, postman and kids from down the street. He should’ve been kinder to the mailman though, ‘cause the parcels smelled savory and sweet.

At lunchtime he barked in the kitchen but no one there had time for him. They gave him an ancient biscuit from the end of the pack.

In the afternoon he barked at the cat and the squirrels and the birds.

In the evening he barked at the tree. They said “Don’t touch,” and went to bed.

And at night-time he waited silently by the fireplace for Santa to arrive.

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