Microfiction: Puppy love

For Charli Mills’ flash fiction prompt—erosion

Photo ©Jiel Beaumadier


I hate the pet section in the supermarket, the corner where frightened, sick babies curl up in glass tanks waiting to die. I hear the kid before I see him, dancing around his mother, tugging at her arm, screaming IwannaIwannaIwanna. They’re in front of the puppies. She’s shaking her head in a not very convincing way. I pass them again, on the way to the check out. The kid’s war dance is getting hysterical. She’s dithering, weary. I know how it will end, the only imponderable, how long before her patience cracks and she dumps it on the street.

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Jane Dougherty

I used to do lots of things I didn't much enjoy. Now I am officially a writer. It's what I always wanted to be.

21 thoughts on “Microfiction: Puppy love”

  1. We’ve done away with selling cats and dogs this way here. We now have adoption centers in major pet stores. It doesn’t guarantee a better result, but I believe it increases the odds!

    1. That’s a great step forward! Not only do the big supermarkets here still sell animals like packets of soap powder, but you can buy them on line too. Appalling.

  2. I think that would be against health regulations in the US. Most places you can’t even bring an animal into a food store. Although it’s ignored by every deli on Broadway…(K)

    1. They probably get round the health regulations by saying the animalerie is in a separate part of the supermarket from the food. You can’t take animals into food stores here, either, but you can sell them.

  3. A beautifully written proficy … the outcome in so many cases inevitable and the mountain of unwanted animals growing and growing.

      1. We really need to get a grip on the pet industry. Breeders need to be properly and globally monitored, animals need to be spayed and people need to be taught what keeping a pet actually entails. And those that are cruel to animals in whatever way need to be hung, drawn and set to music.

      2. Exactly like that! by the way, the expression comes from a Uni buddy of my husband … hung drawn and orchestrated (and/or castrated) – it’s a keeper in my opinion 😉

  4. A powerful kind of erosion where the child manipulates the landscape known as mother. Yet her lack of fortitude dispositions her to dump the dog. The narrator observes this so clearly. Well written!

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