microcosms 56 #flashfiction: High Flyer: a reblog for Flashback Friday

Thought I’d reblog this as my Flashback Friday today.
Hope you enjoy it.


Another challenge I thought I’d have a go at, though no picture to whet the appetite this time.

Note: I missed the deadline on this one (see comments below) but it was fun anyway.

I spun and my three elements are:

High Flyer

Divorce was such a messy business.
Luckily in this case there were no children, but he saw it ending in bitterness and expense.
He rubbed his hands in glee.
Just how he liked them.

These were the kind of cases that had made him rich.
Cases where, thanks to his exorbitant fees, he’d been able to set himself up in executive offices overlooking the city, some seventy five storeys above the minions going about their daily business below.

Mr and Mrs Getz were due to arrive at ten thirty.
He had the file in front of him, and it appeared to be a…

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I am a retired number cruncher with a vivid imagination and wacky sense of humour which extends to short stories and poetry. I love to cook and am a bit of a dog whisperer as I get on better with them than people sometimes! In November 2020, we lost our beloved Maggie who adopted us as a 7 week old pup in March 2005. We decided to have a photo put on canvas as we had for her predecessor Barney. We now have three pictures of our fur babies on the wall as we found a snapshot of Kizzy, my GSD when Hubby and I first met so had hers done too. On February 24th 2022 we were blessed to find Maya, a 13 week old GSD pup who has made her own place in our hearts. You can follow our training methods, photos and her growth in my blog posts. From 2014 to 2017 'Home' was a 41 foot narrow boat where we made strong friendships both on and off the water. We were close to nature enjoying swan and duck families for neighbours, and it was a fascinating chapter in our lives. We now reside in a small bungalow on the Lincolnshire coast where we have forged new friendships and interests.
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14 Responses to microcosms 56 #flashfiction: High Flyer: a reblog for Flashback Friday

  1. Msdedeng says:

    Your biography tells me you live an interesting life. I had to come see a picture of Maggie on your website. I am guessing it’s her in your profile picture, and if so, she sure was lovely.

    • Thank you and welcome to my blog.
      Yes, she was beautiful and that is her on my profile. There are lots of pictures of her here, from a pup to a few weeks before we lost her. The one we had done on canvas was taken in February 2019, so she had just turned 14. She would have been 16 on Jan 17th. She’s left a big hole in our lives, but we are glad she chose us all those years ago.

      • Msdedeng says:

        Aww, your last words melted my heart. You remind me of my sister-in-law who said that Finn (their now five month old puppy) loved her family. This was so new to me, the implication that a dog had chosen to be a part of your family, rather than the family choosing him. But, your words make sense, that Maggie chose you. That is such a beautiful thing to say 🙂

      • When we turned up at the farm, I got on my knees and was trashed by ten pups. I loved it. They were all over me, pulling my hair, each vying for attention. Maggie curled up on my lap and went to sleep. We put her back and she did it again, so she obviously wanted us. She didn’t have a name then, and we had none for her, but when we came out of the vets the following day after her initial check up, Hubby couldn’t go two yards without someone coming up to him saying ‘Aw, Puppy!’ and having a fuss. I said she was a people magnet, the ears pricked up, and so Maggie was thus christened.

      • Msdedeng says:

        How adorable! You have a dog-naming skill, it seems. 🙂

      • Nah. Not really. Maggie’s predecessor was called Barney and we brought home his brother too who we called Rubble, but had to take him back because he got physically distressed every time we closed the door. He obviously got the working genes from the border collie line, whereas Barney was home comforts, fire and couch potato.

      • Msdedeng says:

        Crazy how they have their own personalities just as we do. We really are all the same, difference is that we talk and can use our hands to do great things.

      • Dogs can be expressive too, and I have a lot of time for assistance dogs, though always ask before fuss because some are ‘on duty’ and shouldn’t be distracted. They can make such a difference to the quality of life for someone.

      • Msdedeng says:

        One blogger here once said that her dog knows when she’s feeling sad or depressed, and will not leave her side. She is VERY protective of her, especially after she lost her husband. Stuff that just melts the heart.
        I grew up with dogs; the ones we owned, but many wondering dogs too. The difference is that ours are outdoor dogs, they are not allowed in the house, and most are never trained, so we really miss out on much. This fact also makes me feel guilty about how our dogs are treated. They are dogs mainly kept to guard the home and nothing more, although my mum treated our dogs really well. She loves dogs and rubbed that on us.

      • Dogs do pick up on our moods. Maggie was brilliant therapy when I was working. I was in a stressful job and she would come and half sit on me/the arm of the chair after our evening meal. After stroking her for about ten minutes, I was relaxed, she got off and went to her own bed. They do know.

      • Msdedeng says:

        They do know!! You ve’ got to love them 🙂

  2. willowdot21 says:

    Love that ending , hoist on his own petard! 💜💜💜

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