27 December 2019

Published December 24, 2019 by rochellewisoff

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Due to my scheduling error, this has gone live on Tuesday instead of Wednesday. Consider it a Christmas or Hanukkah present. Easier to leave it than take it down and start over. Oops. :/



Happy Holidays to those who celebrate! This week I’m taking a break and posting a retread from nearly six years ago. Some may recognize the story. (different photo) A special thank you to those who have been with Friday Fictioneers as long or longer than I. 

Genre: Historical Fiction

Word Count: 100


            In 1918 Dad deployed to France singing “Over There” and returned, months later, a sullen shell.

            Then, for Christmas 1919, Grandma gave me a stub-tailed, bull-terrier puppy. 

            Instead of the “you-can’t-keep-it” snarl I expected, Dad grinned.

            “He’s the spittin’ image of the bravest soldier in the 102nd. Bullets and mustard gas couldn’t defeat him.”  

            “He looked like a dog?”

            “Not ‘looked like,’ son. I’d a never made it outta the trenches if that pooch hadn’t…”  

            Dad coughed and blinked, took my pup under one arm, straightened to attention and raised his hand-hook to his brow.

            “Sergeant Stubby, I salute you!”       

49 comments on “27 December 2019

  • First, thanks for posting this week’s prompt a day early. I was wondering where I was going to find time to write tomorrow 🙂

    Second, I absolutely love this heartwarming story. War is hell, there is no doubt. If even one good story can come out of it, that helps relieve the sadness for the survivors, then that’s a good thing.


    • Dear Linda,

      I’m a firm believer that everything happens for a reason. It wasn’t my intent to post a day early. I schedule ahead and obviously hit the wrong date. No one was more surprised than I when first thing this morning I was met with “your scheduled post has been published.” Much easier to add a note of explanation than take it down and start over.

      Sgt. Stubby was an adorable war hero, wasn’t he? Thank you for your kind comments.

      Shalom and Merry Christmas,



  • Man and Dog relationships have changed events and people since they first became friends as opposed to foes. Phenomenal stories continue to come to light of their invaluable partnership. Thanks for giving us another glimpse of a 4 legged hero. Great story.

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  • I’ve read about Sergeant Stubby before. Dogs are amazing creatures. Domesticating them was one of the few things humanity actually got right. I had one curled up on my lap (<— That one!) until he was lured away with the promise of treats.

    Happy holidays!

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    • Dear Nobbin,

      One of my favorite (fictitious) dogs is one of my characters in two of my novels. She’s a Cocker Spaniel who has appointed herself guide dog to a blind toddler. in 1905. My blind friend totally validated the characters even though a beta reader informed me that guide dogs weren’t used until the 1940’s. He seemed to have missed the part about the dog appointing herself.
      I miss having a furry companion but we’re just not in a position to be owned by one. I do melt before a pair of brown eyes and a black nose. 😉
      Thank you.



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      • I always seem to work family pets into my stories. Charlie, the one with the stick in her mouth and the Santa suit, is a major character in my sci-Fi series, The L Squad. I started my blog to get people interested in that story in hopes of getting it published.

        My roommmate breeds Cavalier King Charles Spaniels. Right now, there are four in the house. Charlie, the matriarch, two of her babies, who are full-grown now, and one tiny one, the next wave of breeder. I love them all, but there are times I’m jealous of people with no dogs, like trying to house-train this puppy who has already peed in the house twice today.

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    • Dear Ali,

      Pobody’s nerfect. It really was unintentional but seemed to work out well for some. As you can see we are at an all time low for Friday Fictioneers. I’m hoping it’s just the holidays and things will soon pick up. Thank you re my story and for participating this week. Hope the holidays are being splendid for you.



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    • Dear Sandra,

      I’ve had both cats and dogs. There’s something about a dog. I miss having one but I don’t feel I would be a good ‘parent’. I do enjoy my brother’s furry kids when I visit him. Thank you.




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