Hello, Y’lot!

A bit of a funny incident happened today, here on the farm. A classic anecdote for those who own multiple pets, especially of the carnid variety. Thought it’d make a nice slice of variety from my usual rambling and disappointments – whatever keeps me active on wordpress. So, here’s a short storyline for you:

1. We have a puppy, Meg, who we love.
2. We also have a fish pond out back. Population of two girthy goldfish.
3. My aunt’s really attached to the goldfish – spends a lot of time sitting with them.
4. Meg is six months old – we let her run free for the day because the weather is good.
5. Inciting incident – I spot Meg eating something near the pond. I spot something small and boney.
6. Dear god. Has she eaten one of the fish? First attempt at reconciling.
7. Pull Meg away – lock her inside while I investigate. Only can see one goldfish in the pond. Meat is too mangled to recognise scales. Take it for the worst.
8. Tell family – Aunt is upset. Dog goes to bed without any treats. Nadir of the incident for poor Meg – she might not be let free on the property for a long time after.
9. I go to bury the “body” – my brother inspects the mess closely.
10. “Hang on, are those leg-bones?”
11. We realise that the “corpse” is actually a small bird, not a fish.
12. Double check pond – The second fish comes out of hiding!
13. Meg is exonerated and forgiven – she is trusted to run free again. Set up to be a happy ending…But–
14. Meg is sick from eating the bird. Shock twist with a Sequel hook!

Poor Meg – not the best day for her, I must say. But she’ll get better. Mind, the moral of the story is not to jump to conclusions. And to keep an eye out for bad meat in case your puppy eats it.

I hope to do some more substantial writing next week to put on this blog between easter-term assignment work, including another novel review. Hope you’re having a good week!