Riddley Walker's Dogs

Microfiction

I’ve shot a lot of dogs. I’m not proud of it, mind you, but when the bombs fell and the EMPs pulsed, well, that changed a lot of things. Dogs not trusting humans anymore being a big one. They kept to their own kind. Packed up.  Once they ate through the cattle and sheep, they got hungry. They knew better than to mess with the hogs, so they took after th…