“Churchill’s Black Dog” (Horror d’oeuvre #60)

(The estimated reading time for this is 1 minutes)Grandpa used to say the only good dog was a dead one, and well, Grandpa was handy with a rifle. He was in a war; which one, no one ever said. If I asked, subject got changed to Grandma’s flower garden. P.S. Don’t ask what’s buried there, […]
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H.L. Fullerton lives in New York and writes fiction—mostly speculative, occasionally about dogs—which is sometimes published in places like Writers of the Future, Vol. 32, AE: The Canadian Science Fiction Review, Triptych Tales, and Lackington's.