Pictured above, my rescue pup, Winston,
who agreed to pose for my story. He’s my
Biff was my neighbor’s dog.
They were nice people, but every chance he got, he’d find a way to my front door.
“Come on Biff,” I’d say, scratching his ear, “time to go home.”
One day the neighbors showed up at my door. “We think he’s chosen you.”
Biff is my dog…
52 Words (exactly) Tale for Sonya’s 52 Weeks 52 Word Challenge. This week’s theme is “The Persistent Dog”.