Hi readers! This "tiny tale of terror" was written for my Lit class and while it did not get voted as the best of the best, it did recieve one or two votes. The story may seem a bit far-fetched, but it is actually true. Enjoy...

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Muffin is a miniature white Pomeranian who is getting quite old. She is suffering from partial blindness and near deafness. Since she was a puppy, she has been a one person dog - her master's. While she loves the mistress of the house, she is almost exclusively dedicated to the master who has been her caretaker since birth.

Today, she wakes from a wonderful night's rest and barks at her master to be let outside. The problem is, her master is slumped over in his wheelchair in the hallway, obviously fast asleep. It seems strange that he isn't still in bed or in his comfy chair. Muffin wonders, "Why won't he wake up and let me out?" Suddenly, Muffin notices that her mistress is upset too. Muffin is in agony; she shrieks, "My master still won't move!"