Guard Dog

 

Guard Dog

 

The sun set and his people were tucked into the house.

The dog started his perimeter check, head and tail up, sniffing and listening.

He began to bark.

Inside, the family shook their heads. He was a great dog, but good lord, the barking.

“What is he barking at?” the little girl asked, nervously.

Her mother laughed and said, “He’s such a big goofball, it’s probably a turtle in the pond or leaves on the trees.”

Alone in the dark, the dog did what he did every night, and stared down the very real monsters who would harm his family.