A Bone of Contention

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bone of contention

I have been told not to give up hope, that every dog has his day, but I have realised that mine is a lost cause.

It was foolishness to believe that I could succeed with such a sophisticated creature, whose pedigree was of the highest order. Of mixed parentage, my origin was dubious, to say the least.

Yet, in her demeanour I saw encouraging signs that stimulated me in my pursuit. Whether it was love or lust I cannot say. She exuded an animal magnetism that I found irresistible.

Well aware of her sex appeal, she welcomed the attention of her admirers whose behaviour, at times, amounted to an out-and-out hounding. I indicated my disapproval and this must have been a bone of contention as her attitude towards me cooled somewhat.

I knew that she wanted to humiliate me – to see me off with a tail between my legs – when I learnt that she had become promiscuous and had been engaging in dogging in the local car park.

I was furious and decided to confront her.

“Bitch!,” I growled.

I would have attacked her if I hadn’t been restrained by my leash.

“Why are you barking, Rover?”, my owner asked.


© Luigi Pagano 11/05/15


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Poor Rover. he was barking up the wrong tree there.


As a long time dog owner, I think I get the bones of this. It’s a dog eat dog world out there Luigi, hard to keep your tail up at times


Absolutely loved the puns in this, Luigi. Very cleverly written indeed.

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