Now everything is silent. My whole body feels as if it belongs to somebody else. I am disconnected, my senses feel short-circuited. As I open my eyes it seems to make no difference. There is still no vision, all is black.
The heaviest silence that I have ever experienced is also surrounding me, and I feel as if I am floating. The one sense that seems to be functioning is smell. There is a strong smell of, something. I am having trouble putting my finger on it. It is earthy, moist, dead.
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It was a joyous feeling, knowing that you were the first one to pass this way. There were no tracks to be seen. He had been walking for a while now, and even though the snow was fairly fresh he would have thought that somebody would have been this way by now.
He wasn’t an early bird, although he often wished he was, and it was already 10 am. Usually another walker or jogger would have been here before now. But, no, there were no prints of any kind, neither human nor animal.
The forest path ran straight off into the distance and he loved the feeling it gave him. It was as if he could see into the future and gain comfort that he knew that everything was going to be OK.
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I have not been publishing stories for a while, and I think that it is time to change that. I guess I have been concentrating more on my recent dog blogs and have left behind the other types of writing which I really love.
Fiction, both poetry and prose, are where my heart is really at. So, it is time to get back to it. I have just started working on a new short story, at least I think it will be short. I don’t really know where and when it will finish because I am planning on publishing it in short pieces. Then, we will see where it goes.
So expect the first, short, part of the story to appear soon. I am planning regular additions to the story, so you shouldn’t have to wait too long for the next installment. I hope it proves interesting, it is an experiment for me, as well as being motivation to keep writing and publishing the story. Let me know what you think as the parts appear, and I hope you enjoy it.
© Neil Hayes and neilhayeswrites
As a new dog owner I had little idea how complicated dog training would be. Not that it is impossible, it just takes a lot of hard work and patience. So, just like many things in life really. The difference between this and other choices you make in life is that there is no backing out, unless you want a whole world of pain in the future. With other choices we make there is always the chance to start again later. If you miss a few weeks of running, you can start again. It might hurt, but you can still do it. But with dog training, if you miss part of the fundamental training when they are young, there could be no going back.
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I wasn’t prepared for this. My little baby got sick. Ears down, tired, not knowing what to do with himself. You feel lost when your pet gets ill. You can’t communicate with them, it is all so much guess work. All you can do is turn them over to the professionals and hope for the best.
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