Sam Hudgins
Bio
My goal is to write more so I can improve my writing. Any tips, tricks, advice of any kind is appreciated!
Stories (5/0)
Molly's Window
The outside world was unknown to her, but she could see a glimpse of it through the window in his room. She shivered from the cold in the room and rubbed her arms and shoulders to circulate some frictional warmth. She would have given anything for a fire or heating of any kind. She had heard stories about houses with heat that was controllable with the touch of a button. To think that people could pick the actual temperature it would be inside their home.
By Sam Hudgins2 years ago in Fiction
Dog Food Basics
One of the questions at my job I get asked more than any others is what is the best food to feed my dog? I always respond the same way. I want you to tell me about your budget, needs, and lifestyle. I have always said that more expensive does not always mean better and one person claiming that they have the best dog food in the world may be true for some, but it may not be right for your dog. Food is individualized and unique and finding the food that works best for your pet can be difficult. Dogs with special needs or chronic conditions or sensitivities will need different concentrations of nutrients that dogs with no underlying health problems or sensitivities. One of the most important things you can do is consult with your veterinarian and staff at your local animal hospital and see what they say. If they are not asking you questions about your pet and your lifestyle, then keep shopping. Do not just buy their food because they say it is good.
By Sam Hudgins3 years ago in Petlife
The Sweetest Rose
It had rained every day for the past week. The old dusty cabin she had thought was going to be a rustic getaway was dark and leaking. It just figured her first vacation in two years would be a flop. She had planned for a breathtaking view and watching the leaves change in the Carolina Appalachian mountains drinking wine and catching up on some reading. Normally, the rain wouldn’t have bothered her, but the smell of the old wet wood and mildew was almost unbearable. She had decided tomorrow she would drive down to Asheville and stay at a nice bed and breakfast and enjoy the remaining three days of her vacation. She took her dirty dish to the sink and poured another glass of Merlot. She was not doing dishes tonight, she decided, she would do them before she left in the morning and do a little bit of tidying up before she left. She was much more interested in getting packed to leave tomorrow morning. She couldn’t believe she stayed here as long as she did. The company that referred her to this place was definitely going to get a piece of her mind about it.
By Sam Hudgins3 years ago in Fiction
