He went out looking for the dogs without much luck. When my husband got home that night he helped in the search. Still no luck. The next day my son Matthew who lived close to the animal shelter decided to go check to see if by some chance they were there. He walked up and there they were happily playing in the outside pen. The attendants said that they were the best inmates they'd ever had. Friendly and very obedient.
This week's Flash Fiction is to write in 99 words, (no more, no less) about an escape artist. If you'd like to join in on the fun of flash fiction, please follow the link over to Carrot Ranch.
Here is my flash fiction.
Come on
Bruce let’s get out of here, the door is partially open.
Okay Maggie
let’s go, I’ll follow you, lead the way.
Up the
street the two dogs went as happy as pigs in mud. They had a great day wandering the streets
and going to the park. They met a few dogs along the way making new friends.
Then a man
appeared out of nowhere with a van and coaxed the dogs over. They both loved to
ride so in they went.
Arriving at
the animal shelter they had a feeling they were in trouble. Now what?
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