Tale From The Town #183: Daniel’s Guide To The Size Of Dogs

Little Tiny Dogs – Little Tiny Dogs are the littlest of all dogs.
Tiny Dogs – Tiny Dogs are the second littlest of all dogs.
Little Dogs – Little Dogs are the third littlest of all dogs.
Normal Dogs – Normal Dogs are neither little nor big but inbetween. You can tell if a dog is a normal sized dog because Mum doesn’t point at them and say “Look at that Little Dog” or “Look at that Big Dog” when she sees one. Instead she says nothing about them at all.
Big Dogs – Big Dogs are the fourth biggest of all dogs.
Really Big Dogs – Really Big Dogs are third biggest of all dogs.
Huge Dogs – Huge Dogs are the second biggest of all dogs.
Horses – Horses are the biggest dogs by far.

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Notes:

1. Written on August 3rd, 2024

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The Day The Dog Unravelled

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Notes:

1. Made on March 15th, 2021
2. I’ve been making these a whole month in a row now
3. If you ignore the days on which I didn’t make them
4. But then somedays I made two
5. So I’m sure it all works out somehow

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Tale #122: The Dogs

There’s a reason I don’t go out there on nights like these.

Listen! You can hear them, can’t you? Streaming down from the hills and out of the woods, running through the streets, the dirty dogs, those mongrel wolves. A great big howling pack of them, chasing the foxes and the sheep, the chickens and rabbits. The cats and the crows. The fearless, the fearful.

And on moonlit nights like tonight, my sister runs with them and they do as she says.

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Notes:

1. Written in February 2020

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