My dog snores. Correction: my wife’s dog. Wheezes and whimpers while breathing taking cat naps by my side or at my feet. I wonder what a blind dog dreams of—what does she “see?” Besides “mom,” we share diabetes. A diabetic dog! Who’d of thought. She has her food-shot-treat routine at 7’s. My job is to guide her to the grass and back and retrieve what she leaves behind. She navigates the familiar with minimal nose bumps. She naps beside me. I close my eyes and sleep-walk through a shot of new at dusk and dawn looking to avoid nose-bumps.
[exactly 100 words]
Modern Love in miniature, featuring five reader-submitted stories of no more than 100 words.