A Dog's Life | A 100 Word Story
#629 | The Honeymooners Classic 39
Today on Erica Drayton Writes, the Prompt is dog!
Write a 100 word story.
And tag me if you take up the challenge.
My job so far has been fairly simple. I wake her up with the sunrise. A lick or two on the face does the trick. Except Saturday mornings. I hear the buzz saw going as I stretch and yawn.
Another late night last night. Not unusual for a Friday. It’s been this way for as long as I can remember. Mondays are movie nights. Tuesdays are stalking nights. Sometimes she lets me pick who I like best. I always go for the ones who smell nice. Friday nights she brings them home.
A severed hand drops into my dish. Breakfast.
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Nailed that horrific surprise ending.
Omgosh, this is epic. Question. If I do choose to participate, does it need to be horror? I used to participate in vss365 on twitter & wrote a tweet story for a few months that I love, and was looking to do something similar here. Just started notes on substack, sorry, still learning.