As I’m hunched over my desk working on a story, and my bad pasture, Fleegle appears from underneath my desk and rests his head on my knee.
“Whatcha working on, Raud?” he asks.
“Chapter one of a children’s story.”
“Ooo, what’s it called?”
“I don’t know yet, but the working title for chapter one is, ‘The Watermelon Has Landed’.”
“I can eat a lot of watermelon. You should write a story for dogs. I mean, you don’t have kids but you do have me.”
“And what should it be about?” I ask.
“Well, chapter one would be about a guy who forgot to feed his dog lunch.”
I glance at my watch. Time has really whipped by. “And chapter two? What’s it about?”
“Chapter two is about how the guy made it up to his dog by giving him a double portion of kibble.”
I push my chair away from my desk. “And chapter three is about how this fat Labrador—I assume your protagonist is a Labrador—has to skip dinner because he ate so much for lunch and doesn’t want to end up going to fat camp.”
Fleegle’s ears perk up. “Fat camp? This is the first time I’ve heard of this place. Can I go there?”
I raise my eyebrows at him. “You want to go to fat camp?”
“Yeah, don’t you? If everyone there is fat, they must serve up some good sized portions. I bet they use giant ladles, unlike that tiny half cup measuring scoop you use to dole out my kibble.”
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Just love Fleegle’s Optimism!
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