Charlie pawed desperately at the controls, hoping to right the cursed thing, but it was too late. He was going down. Surprisingly, a feeling of deep peace came over him then. It was almost the same feeling he used to get during those contemplative moments of genital licking, curled up by the fire, as his master gently scratched his head. That is what he would miss the most, Charlie had time to think. He closed his eyes as the wretched machine drove him ever downward, and the water took them both.
perfect. I know how Charlie must have felt. Cheers from Montreal QC
This is great! I love the narrative that goes along with it as well, really heightens the image!
Great collage, and much enhanced by the story...
oh boy - even poorer thing then the teddy...
This is great!
Awesome! digging this immensely
thanks! I've been getting little stories with some of these, I'm not much of a writer but let me know what you think
Well, he got to see the earth from space, it's something given to few dogs... sad end, though.