“It all happened in a span of twenty seconds. Charlie, instead of doing his business, sprinted after a deer across the pond, his bushy brown tail wagging, barking, barking. Anderson went running after him, screaming his name, but Charlie was a determined mutt. A dumb one, too, and in his dumb and determined state he leapt onto the frozen-over pond. The ice crackled. Charlie yelped as he skittered across the crumbling surface.”
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Pond Mouth, Published in Black Sheep: Unique Tales of Terror and Wonder (No. 8)| Feb 2024
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