My most recent Flash Fiction entry:
#ThursThreads - www.siobhanmuir.blogspot.com
I was given a prompt to use the line “She was pregnant” in the piece, and a limit of 250 words. This is what I came up with (249 words):
Cassie bent over to pick up the deposit her old, black Schnauzer, Jake, had left on the sidewalk. She let out a small murmur of disgust when she felt the heat reach her fingertips through the thin plastic.
Jake perked his ears as if he were noticing something interesting behind her.
She whirled around, doggie bag dangling in hand to see Thomas Shea’s magnificence striding toward her in even step with his miniature Yorkie, Jezebel, who had belonged to his late mother.
“Hi Tom,” Cassie managed after swallowing hard.
The dogs greeted each other affectionately, and Jake immediately set to sniffing Jezebel’s backside.
“Jake, stop it,” Cassie urged him away, not wanting a repeat performance of the mounting demonstration that he had somehow managed the last time she was lost in conversation with Thomas. “It’s ok; I think he’s too old for anything to work anymore.”
“Well, Cassie, that’s what I wanted to talk to you about. It appears that you and I are going to be spending some time together soon.”
“Oh?” She inquired.
“It seems, well, the vet told me she was pregnant.” He nodded down at Jezebel who seemed to be smiling, if dogs could smile.
Cassie stared at him wide eyed. “I don’t understand. How could this have happened? Jake was only on her for a minute!”
“Do you need me to give you a personal demonstration?” He laughed, his blue eyes twinkling. “Apparently you can, in fact, teach an old dog new tricks.”I got positive feedback from the contest host in the form of a comment:
“Bwahahahaha! I love it, Kay! :D” - Siobhan Muir
And, that made my day! ;-)