“Jazzy ain’t spring grand.” The dog scratched. “Yep. Blue sky, melted snow, blooming daffodils and tonight romance. Just fantastic. A glorious day my boy.”
If only you’d develop a different philosophy and treat the fleas I’d be happy. Bugger the sky, the melting snow and romance.
“A nightcap?” Winston invited the girl. “Come meet Jazzy.”
Jazzy scratched. “He’s got fleas.”
“David Harum says its essential for a dog to have fleas. Keeps ’em from brooding over the fact they’re a dog.”
“Treat that dog or you’re getting no romance.” Winston produced a can of insecticide.
Thank you lust.
In response to Charli’s prompt where she asks:
April 5, 2018, prompt: In 99 words (no more, no less) write a silly sun story. Up north, “sun silly” is the energetic and playful response to returning sunlight. It could also be an April Fool’s jest, a silly story, or a reaction to spring fever. Be silly and write playfully! Go where the prompt leads.
Respond by April 10, 2018. Use the comment section below to share, read and be social. You may leave a link, pingback or story in the comments.