A bitty little original ficlet that made me go like this: O.o
Going through old notes is fun. But Oh Em Eff Gee, I do not remember writing this and I have no idea where it came from. It took up exactly one page in my teeny little notebook I used for newspaper meetings in college.
It felt like a very random day. Blake was tired of feeding the cow. He wanted a new pet. So he went to the pet store to look around. "Ah, barracuda!" he thought. "No, too toothy."
"Dove?"
Too holy. Blake could only deal with doves one day a week, and the poor thing would die on a Tuesday.
"Kangaroo rat?"
Too dusty. Same went for chinchillas.
"Whale?"
Too much blubber. And the size of the aquarium would be a bit of a problem in his dinky apartment.
Skunk--the neighbors would complain. Cat--too quiet. Dog--too noisy. Hamster--too small.
Finally admitting defeat, Blake went home and fed his cow.
I DON'T KNOOOOOWWWWWWW.
It felt like a very random day. Blake was tired of feeding the cow. He wanted a new pet. So he went to the pet store to look around. "Ah, barracuda!" he thought. "No, too toothy."
"Dove?"
Too holy. Blake could only deal with doves one day a week, and the poor thing would die on a Tuesday.
"Kangaroo rat?"
Too dusty. Same went for chinchillas.
"Whale?"
Too much blubber. And the size of the aquarium would be a bit of a problem in his dinky apartment.
Skunk--the neighbors would complain. Cat--too quiet. Dog--too noisy. Hamster--too small.
Finally admitting defeat, Blake went home and fed his cow.
I DON'T KNOOOOOWWWWWWW.