Diane dropped a biscuit. She glanced at Brian to see if he noticed. He did.
“Five second rule!”
“What if I waited ten seconds?”
“Ten second rule!”
“What if I found it a month later?”
“Blow off the dust rule!”
When Diane picked up the biscuit she found another reasonably good one down there she must have also dropped. She tossed it to Brian. He ate it.
“Brian, you didn’t blow off the dust.”
She wondered. Was that a smirk on his face? When Brian barked, she stopped teasing and tossed him the other biscuit. “Good boy.”
Frank Hubeny spends his time between Miami Beach and Northbrook, Illinois. He has appeared in The Lyric, Snakeskin and Ancient Paths Literary Magazine. He regularly posts poetry, short fiction and photography to https://frankhubeny.blog.
Selected by the editor as a featured submission, July 2022
Whispers and Echoes 
I love this Frank!
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Thank you, Peter!
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I liked it too, Peter But oddly, my own first offering makes use of a very similar idea. It must be ‘great minds’ perhaps …
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There is nothing to beat a twist in the tale!
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Thank you, Orville!
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Woof, woof! ♪
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I love this. But what makes this story especially pertinent for me is that my daughter’s dog, a scavenger if ever there was one, is called Brian.
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