Flash Fiction #42 – Dog Treats

I knew Bella was our dog 

the first day I laid eyes on her 

at the shelter. 

They said she was shy, 

but we hit it off immediately. 

It took time to get her used to my husband. 

And of course 

when we had all acclimated to each other, 

it happened …

Her original owners reached out. 

Apparently Bella (aka Mango) 

had traveled 20 miles, 

making her hard to find. 

We hoped they would be less deserving, 

but they were like us. 

We agreed to let Bella choose. 

I got caught cheating with dog treats. 

Now we all have shared custody.

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