‘Short Tales of Big Dog’ part 13 – ‘Prey Drive’

Big Dog, microfiction

 

Prey Drive

The thrill of the chase, of snuffling through the undergrowth, nose working overtime, listening to the rustle in the long grass, he would never tire of this.

It didn’t matter who or what. If it had to be found, he would do it.

The dog lived for the chance to show his skills, to be true to his nature and to seek, seek, seek his prey.

 

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