My first bit of Sunday Photo Fiction

Weekly challenge from https://sundayphotofictioner.wordpress.com/. It’s supposed to be around 200 words and I edited, but still ran over:

Agnes held Coco in her arms as the vet made her preparations on the counter behind them. Leaning over, she whispered silly endearments to the 15 year-old poodle and hugged her a little tighter. The dog had been Agnes’ grandmother’s beloved companion since it was a puppy, but Gram had died two months before and Agnes had been caring for Coco ever since.

Chasing Rainbows, and Other Fleeting Moments

I lose myself in the big picture all too often. Huge issues like finances loom over me, causing my focus to become so narrowed on money (and how to make more of it), that I sometimes miss the little things of which life is made.