Caffeine Overdose

 

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

‘Coffee?’

I blush.
 
 
A little girl calls out, ‘Daddy?? Mommy needs you. Bridle’s broken!’

 
 
I’d rather drink Tea.

 

00:00 Hours

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

Prompt:
Answer this question in exactly 42 words
“Why didn’t the dog bark?”