An enjoyable read. Around here, all the ice cream parlors close for the winter, so I guess I'll just sit in the parking lot and if anyone asks if I need something I'll answer, “Nope. Guess I’ll just wait for Spring.”
I doubt it. The point of these microscopic stories is that they last for 100 words and that's it. So the most I can hope from them is a quick grin or thought and the reader moves on. This one depends a lot on irony, I suppose.
I suspect we've all had experiences like this, TJ. But this one came at a time when I was really looking for something to write about. Hence the "heaven" comment. ;)
Through my father, I came to love Staffordshire Bull Terriers. The only other breeds he ever owned were Bull Terriers and a lone Boxer. The Boxer, a female, was harmless and friendly.
Her size made her appear as fierce as the tougher dogs my father preferred, however. This our local milkman found out one day.
Our Boxer, in the mood for play, went lolloping after him and he went into full retreat, throwing milk bottles at her in terror as he ran. I was too young at the time to know that I should not find the sight immensely funny.
Word count: 100
For Drabble Activity 2024, Week 7
Prompt: A non-fiction work. Essay, memoir, op-ed: creative nonfiction (not just a regurgitation of facts).
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