This short story has be selected to be published in a review magazine.
On request of the writer John J. White we have removed the short story – Grackle Trap.
If the magazine has an e-verison then we will update this space soon.
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I still miss her. She’s been gone a long time now. I miss her silly grin, her soulful eyes, the way she looked at me, asking for approval, the – “Did I do that right, were you impressed?” – sort of look, while holding out her paw for confirmation, the way sheepdogs do.
We used to run and play together when I was a kid, chasing after the sheep and dodging the Alpacas until Mum called us in.
The day came when I had to leave the farm to study at Cambridge. …

Everyone in the apartment complex I lived in knew who Ugly was. Ugly was the resident tomcat. Ugly loved three things in this world: fighting, eating garbage, and shall we say, love.
To start with, he had only one eye, and where the other should have been was a gaping hole. He was also missing his ear on the same side, his left foot appeared to have been badly broken at one time, and had healed at an unnatural angle.
His tail has long since been lost, leaving only the smallest stub. …

You stopped looking for me long back, but I am still in hope that someday you will come over asking for me. Someday you will look outside your window in search of me, but alas! my hopes are slowly diminishing. Seated in my little abode, I keep wondering what has changed you so much. You used to be so happy, full of life but now I feel sad when I see you.
You must be wondering who I am?
I am a little bird ‘Sparrow’- in your childhood you used to be …

I always feel sad when I see some poor dumb animal, or bird, lying in the road after being hit by a car or a lorry.
I am, sad to say, frequently harassed by the countless birds that sometimes seem intent on committing suicide as they glide across my path. In my case, I have room to maneuver as I don’t drive a car. I spend most of my traveling time on a bicycle, either shopping, riding over rough terrain or just plain racing along the county roads, chasing tractors and …

“Mom, where are you taking Solomon?” Kentray asked as his brown eyes filled with tears.
“Kentray, we’ve talked about this. You know Solomon is very sick. Every day it’s harder and harder for him to walk. He’s old, baby.”
Kentray threw his arms around his dog’s fluffy neck. “I can carry him! Or I can put him in the wagon when we go for walks. He’d like being pulled around.” Solomon licked Kentray’s face. “See?”
“No, baby. He needs to go. You don’t want your dog to be in pain, do you?”
Kentray gripped …

Little Sam was very excited as he stood in front of the pet store. There was a big sign above the glass door that read: “Cute Puppies Just For You”. He was finally going to get a puppy for himself. Both Daddy and Mommy had agreed to it. Their only condition was that he should take care of it and it shouldn’t go about dirtying the house.
Taking a deep breath, Sam walked into the store. The owner was busy reading the newspaper. “How much do I need to buy a …