Blood Hound: A Short Story

Don’t believe in the power of prayer? Just listen to this story. It was a brisk, wet, April 1st morning in Iowa. The snow had just become a memory, and the flowers were becoming a dream. The sun was just cresting over the bluff, making it chillier, but still being able to warm the frost on the ground. A woman and her dog, Charlee, were out for a walk in the woods near their house. They had just moved to small town Cresco, IA two months earlier, so they thought this morning would be perfect to scope out their property and get in some exercise for the 8-month old Blood Hound. While walking down a deer trail, they spot many doe and their new born fawns. They saw many birds and squirrels hopping from tree to tree. Charlee would occasionally stop and sniff …show more content…
She was frozen from her stocking cap to her Muck Boots and couldn’t feel her toes or fingers. The house was only 500 yards from where she stood. Crying and thinking she would never see her dog again. She started walking back to the house, wiping her tears on her jacket sleeve. She kept calling his name over and over. “Charlee! … Charlee!” She paced up and down her creaky, beaten up porch steps still froze, thinking about what she could possibly do. She finally sat on the first step and sat there for hours and hours waiting for Charlee to come back. She bowed her head and prayed that Charlee was safe and he was out there ready to come home safe and sound. She soon fell asleep on the step. Night passed and she was still on the step. Until she felt a nudge on her feet. Then a lick of a slobbery dog tong on her nose. She opened her eyes to see her pup, Charlee, greeting her with love because he had missed her as much as she missed him. “Charlee, your home, your home! Where have you been? Why did you run off?” Of cores no answer, but it didn’t matter. She was reunited with Charlee and he was safe. See, the power of prayer really does work. It worked for