Poodles are not dangerous creatures unless provoked. Take the time when evangelists knocked on my front door insisting on converting the household. Gracie, an elegant, empathetic and extremely intelligent companion, stood by my side listening with her cocked head wondering what sort of nonsense was being thrown our way. When the tiny mob of zealots finished and smiled, I pointed to the mezuzah on the doorframe and said, “We’re a Jewish family and we’re not interested.” Their leader quipped, “And your dog?” Gracie snarled, growled and barked in response. Sometimes religious solicitors just don’t have a clue.
Barry Vitcov lives in Ashland, Oregon with his wife and two standard poodles. He is a retired educator who recently began submitting poetry and short fiction to various publications, with several poems and short stories already published. He began writing poems in his early teens and fondly remembers his father carrying around a small collection of his poems in his billfold and showing them off to his friends and customers. He has been published in EAP: The Magazine, Literary Yard, Scarlet Leaf Review, Vita Brevis, Finding the Birds, and The Drabble. vitcov.com.