Good Wednesday evening, my Peeps. It is Friday Fictioneers time and, though my head is stuffy and my mind fuzzy, I wanted to play with you. With a little idea from Frank at A Frank Angle, I came up with this. Thank you, always to our leader, Rochelle, for keeping us cats in line. And this week, thank you to Karen Rawson for this wonderful picture.
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A Run in the Woods
Frank and his dog Zeus loved to run in the backwoods. It was quiet and they rarely encountered other people. Every time they got to the stairs leading to the top of the hill, Frank made like Rocky and ran up, taking them two at a time, pumping his arms in the air once he reached the top. Zeus danced around him enthusiastically.
Frank decided to run down but he missed a step near the end, rolled, and landed flat on his back in the mud, staring up, wind knocked out of him, ankle broken.
That was graceful, eh Zeus?