Changes - Part 3
A breeze stirred the curtains, and brought with it an intriguing new smell. Caleb's sensitive wolf nose could detect all sorts of aromas, but this one in particular caused a strange little flutter in his chest. It wasn't very strong, and it wasn't...
Monarch of the Back Country - Pt 3
**Monarch of the Back Country - Part 3** Theo S. Bernard There was a spring in Dairmid's step as he made his way through the forest. He and Alban followed a rough trail left by other red deer, and it grew clearer as they descended into a wide...
Monarch of the Back Country - Pt 2
**Monarch of the Back Country - Part 2** Theo S. Bernard The deer instinctively preferred the cover of the valleys, and climbing up into the open ground above the treeline made the two young stags nervous, but also excited. The saddle brought...
Monarch of the Back Country - Pt 1
**Monarch of the Back Country - Part 1** Theo S. Bernard Dairmid slid wet and gasping into the world on a clear morning in the fresh green of early summer. His mother was a tawny coated Red Deer, medium in stature but confident in her bearing,...
Extra Privileges
A gust of wind skidded across the sun-baked desert, lifting a cloud of sand. The zephyr carried down the slope of a dune and swirled into a quarry, where a party of canines paused in their work and shielded their faces against the stinging blast. The...
Medicine Bear
Near the top of Black Mountain something blew in my truck. The cloud of steam and the dripping oil told me it wasn't going any further. _Well that's just great_, I thought as we rolled to a halt at the side of the road. I really didn't need this, on...
A Mastiff in a Bathrobe
Marcia felt that a brisk walk would be just the thing to follow her afternoon nap, and this worthy goal remained foremost in her mind as she strolled out the hotel door, her destination the tree-filled parkland beyond the patio. But next to the pool...
Poker Night
- 1 - The house was large, and you might say the same of the Saint Bernard who answered the door. The second thing I noticed about him was the blue flannel pyjamas which wrapped his substantial frame. I wouldn't have described him as fat - in fact,...
The Girl with the Autumn Fur
I "Coffee?", she asks, not patronizing me with "Sir". I approve. The steaming liquid has my attention until I see past the pot to the splash of russet-red fur. A tasteful figure, but females? Not really my thing. Until her scent wafts my way. Warm,...
City Lights
She had silky black ears, a white-tipped tail, and slender curves in between. Her slinky outfit highlighted the splashes of white fur which ran up her neck and over her nose, thinning to a stripe between her lively amber eyes. I watched her over my...
The Princess and the Pool
Tanner awoke to the warbled cry of the fruit seller hawking his wares out in the street. The young dog blinked in the lazy sunlight of a summer morning, and stretched his lean body. He ran his paws through his unruly brown fur, then eased himself off...