My
most recent Flash Fiction entry:
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.
“Cassie?”
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! ;-)
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