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The Daily Prompt- July 26th

Rules:

1. Use the prompt in the way it’s intended (starting a sentence, the title of the piece, theme, etc)

2. You may write in any format you see fit (fiction, non-fiction, poem, song, script, etc.)

3. Post your piece of writing in the comments section of the website to be considered for the ‘Best Of’ section.

 

The Prompt-

Describe yourself writing, from the point of view of a nearby animal. (A pet, perhaps. Or a familiar squirrel.)

About Doran Simmons

I'm a writer and a camper and a keeper of fish. I was trained as a flight instructor and work day jobs and write nonsense for public consumption (hopefully).

4 comments on “The Daily Prompt- July 26th

  1. Taylor
    July 26, 2013

    The air was a slight warmer than usual and my fellow squirrels were already to start our duties for the day. Today, we needed to find a cool place to stay during the scoldering summer. With summer, so close, we were falling off of schedule and this year, it seemed like it was going to be a lot hotter than last.

    As, I start looking for nice cool places. I find a very odd creatures, laying upon the ground. He was fairly large compared to I and a large jaw. I creeped in closer to get a better look, but he moved, so I ran up the closest tree. I watched from the tree, as he struggled to get up. Finally, he stood, but I could tell he was in pain, he kept limping. I thought about scurrying down to help.

    I finally came to the conclusion that I would try to help. I raced down the tree to the limping creature. As, I got closer and closer to him, I started to shake from fright. When, I got the creature, I attempted to talk to him and he heard my attempt, so explained that he was running on his merrily way, when he tripped and fell in a hole causing his ankle to ache. I told him, it might be best to find a human and show them. He agreed and continued on his way. I decided, I need to continue my duties, so I kept looking for cool places to stay during the summer.

    After, I searched, all day, I went back to home to rest my tiny little head for the night. Right before, I fell asleep, I saw the creature, again and he smiled at me which told me, he got it, fixed. I slept, very peacefully that night and every night after, but I never found out, what the strange creature was called, so I called it, a dog.

  2. The Running Son
    July 26, 2013

    “views from my bitch”

    He writes, nervous tick.
    My tick is confident; it
    sucks blood. He just sucks.

    Pavlov smells of new
    rubber gloves. Look, here he comes,
    avoiding puddles.

    I bark at humans
    f*cking; see him beg. Sex and
    agression. Nice leg.

    Scratching bald head, ball
    pen scratching words off. Ball game
    play-offs? I lick balls.
    .
    .
    .
    haha
    .
    -• RunningSon •-
    -•ö.tH(ink)Mÿstiç•-

  3. sandukhie
    July 26, 2013

    This is the time of day when she likes to be alone. She piles so many things in the bed, our bed. I don’t understand, when she is ready to play with her toys anything goes but if I bring a mouse real or play she growls at the top of her lungs. She should really work on her skills. I think if she mastered playing with one toy at a time she wouldn’t do this day after day.

    First she uses the toy I like to chew on. The one she likes to chew on. She uses it to make scratch marks. Not marks like I leave in the litter. Her marks may sound like mine but they remain on that stuff not get wiped away when someone else touches or walks on them. I know because every time she puts that thing on the floor I walk on it and the next day her marks are still there.

    When the chew toy isn’t as fun she picks up the pillow I don’t prefer. The hard one. No matter how hard I knead that thing, it never gets soft. She is better than me with that pillow. She uses her paws to unfold it and her claws to click, clack and make noise. That is the toy I like to lay on when she opens it. She doesn’t like it when I lay on it even if I purr for her.

    But I know how this goes. Once I finally give in and settle down at the end of the bed she will stop, put the toys away, slide her feet under me and go to sleep. I love this time of day!

    Also posted here: http://sandukhie.wordpress.com/2013/07/26/nap-time/

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