Long sensuous fingers caress the horse’s mane
I watch, unable to tear my eyes away.
He leans closer, face inches from mine, whispers huskily
A little girl calls out, ‘Daddy?? Mommy needs you. Bridle’s broken!’
I’d rather drink Tea.
Giggles, whispers in the girls’ dorm.
Chocolate cake, potato chips, ginger ale.
Muted squeal: ‘Idiot, you’re standing on my chess-board!’
Kruger trots in, tail wagging, followed by Floyd, the bantam goat.
Camp season midnight feasts. No woof woof, just cuddles and crumbs.
Participating Entry – YeahWrite #217 Microstories Challenge
Answer this question in exactly 42 words
“Why didn’t the dog bark?”