A Dog Day for Laura Kimber

It was going to be a dog day for Laura Kimber. Somehow, deep down inside, she knew it. The scene on Maple Avenue over on the eastside was a wild one, with a young girl shot dead and her two pit bulls wounded. The wanted man was the dead girl’s uncle. He trained pit bulls to fight in underground arenas. Papo Guzman hated losing and her dogs lost easily. That cost him a great deal of money, and something inside of him just snapped.

Detective Laura Kimber and her new partner was at the scene for two hours trying to talk some sense into the girl’s uncle as he held his fighting dog on them.

Prying witnesses from that Maple Avenue scene were sent downtown, where they could tell their side of the story to the desk suits. There were dozen of wounded dogs carted out and a dead girl on the street. It was a dog day for Laura Kimber indeed.

On Maple Avenue Papo Guzman had a black and brown pit bull on a very short chain linked leash. The animal had scars all over its body and several fresh ones on its face. It was oddly protecting its owner and looked very aggressive. Kimber thought about just shooting the dog, but somehow that didn’t seem right. She knew it wasn’t responsible for the situation it was forced into. Pit bulls were very gentle dogs if the training was done correctly. She knew that, and for that reason alone she kept her gun holstered.

She really didn’t know what to do if he made that dog attack. She struggled against panic. Kimber looked up at Papo Guzman, who was smiling at her exposing a mouth full of gold. She then watched him unleash the pit bull. Instantly, it bounded across the street right towards her.

Detective Laura Kimber’s eyes flapped. She saw the dog coming in slow motion. The pit bull opened its jaws, baring a row of pointed teeth, frothing salvia falling from its tongue. Small haunting eyes glittered like the North Star and she could see her tiny frame in them. It uttered a growl of hungry anticipation.

Her partner had thrown himself in its path, taking the impact of the pit bull’s charge. The animal showed no mercy as it sunk its teeth into warm flesh. Kimber had to act quickly as she jumped on the dog wielding her fist like a weapon; she hammered at the animal until it unloosened its grip on her partner’s arm. She grabbed her night stick and slammed it into the face of the pit bull and with a sickening crunch, the dog didn’t even yelp before toppling over, skull crushed.

Papo Guzman was standing in shock, trying to paste together everything that just happened; the death of his niece, the wounded dogs, and now the demise of his favorite fighting animal.

Kimber, night stick still in hand, charged Papo Guzman. The rest just happened quickly: Guzman regained his senses and went for his weapon as Kimber reached him and swung at it knocking it out of his hand. A fury rose in her for what he made her do. Rage kicked in for the killing of a young girl, and hate for the assembly of innocent dogs, trained them to fight to the death.

Laura Kimber swung her leg in a vicious kick that landed against the side of Guzman’s head, and she felt the primal satisfaction rise in her when she heard bone break and saw blood shooting out of his nostrils. She swung to kick again, but she heard the voice of her partner shouting to her.

“Stop it Laura!” he muscled. “You don’t want to be like him.”

She froze as she felt the anger within her just topple over. She listened as her partner continued.

“We came here to establish order,” he continued in forced breath. “We did just that. Look around you.”

Kimber looked around and saw the dog dead, by the curb. She also saw Papo Guzman trying to regain his composure. She saw her partner limping toward her.


Confusion clawed at her mind. There was something perplexing about the situation. She wondered why they call dogs animals, and yet we behave just as bad. We kill for pleasure, they kill for survival. We kill because it’s easy, they kill for food.

Who is really the animal?


© 2013 Frank Atanacio

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Becky Katz 3 years ago from Hereford, AZ

My son has had some very gentle and loving pits. This is a great story and I agree with your sentiment in the last sentence.

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xstatic 3 years ago from Eugene, Oregon

A story very well told! Frank, this is great, the menace of the dog bearing down on Laura is palpable. The actions of her partner and then of Laura are pulse racing details. Great work!

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poetvix 3 years ago from Gone from Texas but still in the south. Surrounded by God's country.

Loving the Laura Kimber line. I don't see how they do it. Who could see what they have to everyday and not lose it every now and then? Frank, the detective angle surly is your specialty. You do it like no other. I've got to go give the dog some love now. It breaks my heart to know your villain is representative of so many. And what do we do? We arrest the dog abusers and then release them to play pro ball. Only in America.

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Frank Atanacio 3 years ago from Shelton Author

Thanks so much Becky, X-man and of course you Poetvix bless you guys

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Valleypoet 3 years ago

This piece was very emotive...the subject matter makes you feel both angry and sad...the former for those who use the dogs in this way, and the latter for the dogs themselves...your story led the reader very aptly to your moral question at the end...sadly it is a question that is often very difficult to answer...thank you Frank for another great read:-))

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Ruchira 3 years ago from United States

Interesting story, Frank.

Keep it coming :)

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Frank Atanacio 3 years ago from Shelton Author

thank you so much Valleypoet and you too Ruch bless you both

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Mhatter99 3 years ago from San Francisco

I think this is a clever piece. One can relate to the characters. In so doing the whole thing has a different feel.

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lovedoctor926 3 years ago

Frank, you're a good short story writer. I really enjoyed this one.

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Gypsy Rose Lee 3 years ago from Riga, Latvia

Voted up and interesting. Wow you sure tell great stories. While reading this my neighbor's Rottweiler started barking and I near fell of my chair. That tells me this is a gripping story. Passing this on.

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Frank Atanacio 3 years ago from Shelton Author

thanks for stopping by my LK page Mhatter, Marlene.. and you too Gypsy bless you guys :)

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Eiddwen 3 years ago from Wales

Wow Frank another wonderful tale by you. You are really are such a talented writer and just keep them coming. Great work here and have a wonderful day too my dear friend.


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Frank Atanacio 3 years ago from Shelton Author

thanks for stopping by Eddy :)

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bellawritter23 3 years ago from California

Frank, Wow practice makes perfect in your case. Your writing skills have evolved so so so much. I am jealous lol jk I have been out of the writing loop for so long that It doesn't come natural to me anymore. But wow I am super blown away with your technique and style you got going for yourself thumbs up buddy!

Smiles :)))


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Frank Atanacio 3 years ago from Shelton Author

thanks so much.. yeah I haven't seen anything new from you welcome back? yeah?

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bellawritter23 3 years ago from California

Yes I am back I stumbled across a really bad addiction and I was being treated yeah I know me who would have ever thought but my writing is starting up again. I just posted a bit ago its shaky and truly not my BEST. But gotta start somewhere again. :)

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Frank Atanacio 3 years ago from Shelton Author

I checked it out it's still good.. hope all stays well with you ..

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bellawritter23 3 years ago from California

Thank you and same to you :)

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Vinaya Ghimire 3 years ago from Nepal

Your description is very enticing. I can picture everything.

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Frank Atanacio 3 years ago from Shelton Author

im glad you liked it thank you once more Vin:)

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Faith Reaper 3 years ago from southern USA

Another great write, Frank. I missed this one somehow. Really, who are the real animals here!

Voted up ++ and sharing

God bless, Faith Reaper

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Frank Atanacio 3 years ago from Shelton Author

thanks Faith for stopping by bless you :)

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Marlin 55 3 years ago from USA

I voted this one up Frank. Good job as usual.

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Frank Atanacio 2 years ago from Shelton Author

thanks Marlin55

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Phyllis Doyle 2 years ago from High desert of Nevada.

OMGosh ! Frank, I know I read your story fast, yet I felt every word as an impact of shock and outrage, as if I myself was in slow motion. I once had a neighbor who had a beautiful pit bull. One day that man had his dog out in the commons, right behind my apartment, training the dog to be a fighter. It just sickened me. He attached a plastic milk gallon container full of water to the collar of the dog and started playing "fetch" with the pit bull. Although he had the dog on a very long chain leash, I felt that if my dog or grandson came running by that dog would probably attack them. I watched in horror as that man kept the pit bull in training for several minutes, then I came to my senses and called the police. It took the police and the Animal Protection people over an hour to get there and the whole time I watched the training session -- the man would scold and yank the dog's chain if it tried to rest. Thankfully, my grandson was in school and my dog was inside with me. but there were always a lot of little kids running around that area. I kept praying that no child would come by. My point is, your story brought home just how cruel some humans can be to dogs. The man, btw, was arrested for the obvious reasons. The pit bull, who had scars all over according to the Animal Protection agent and the police officers, was taken away. I cried for the pit bull who knew only what his master taught him, yet I knew I may have saved a life or two. Not long after the dog and man were taken away, a young pregnant mother and her little toddler came walking through the area where the dog had been in training.

Your story is gripping and tense -- excellent writing with a powerful message. Voted up, awesome, interested and shared.

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Frank Atanacio 2 years ago from Shelton Author

thank you Phyillis for sharing your thoughts and that story bless you... Happy mothers day if it applies :)

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Phyllis Doyle 2 years ago from High desert of Nevada.

It definitely applies -- thank you, dear friend. Bless you Frank.

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wayne barrett 2 years ago from Clearwater Florida

Glad this one was shared. Your short stories are very good. Well done Frank.

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Frank Atanacio 2 years ago from Shelton Author

thank you so much Phyllis, wayne and MG for reading my dog day :)

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