Her locks didn’t work.
That was what she hated most. Not the dripping bathroom faucet, the fridge that kept her food cold every other Thursday, the heat that warmed her only on full moons in August. It was the doors that didn’t lock.
She thought about this, a familiar unsettling feeling creeping into the crevices of her mind and sticking there like spilled honey left on the countertop.
“John,” she reached out, “who’s my little Locke? Who’s the smartest, bravest pound puppy in the world?” She kissed his nose.
The intruder, outside her window, saw the Doberman and left.
June 10 Prompt: Animal Rescue (In 99 words – no more, no less – write a story about an animal rescue)
Lemon Shark Reef 
There’s often a hint of menace in your flash. Pound puppy and Doberman don’t obviously go together! And I like the neat philosophical link – a little enlightenment.
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Yes, there is often menace in my flash. I can’t argue that. Aww, even when they’re older, they’re still our “puppies” (or “kittens” as the case may be). Somehow I knew you’d be the first to point out the philosophy in the flash. 🙂
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This was excellent. Enjoyed every word!
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Thanks so much, Pete.
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What a nice read! A tad mysterious with really great detail. Thanks for sharing 🙂
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Thanks for reading and commenting. 🙂 Much appreciated.
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That’s the kind of Locke to have! I like the images conjured in this flash and the expression, though unseen, imagined on the intruder’s face!
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Yes. 🙂 I liked the reverse rescue idea. Thank you, Charli.
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What a philosophical short story. Well done. 😆
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Thank you, kindly. 🙂
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whaaww !! 🙂 good one 🙂 (y)
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Thanks!
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That was wonderful! It always amazes me how much you can do with so few words! 🙂
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Well. I will take that as a huge compliment coming from you, lady. 🙂 Thank you!
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Yes, a reverse flash – the animal doing the rescuing. Well done, Sarah. Are you sure you’ve used only 99 words! You always seem to tell far more than I do!
I was quite fearful for her at first, living in such a run-down apartment without any locks. Ah, but then you introduced us to John Locke, her doberman liberator and rescuer. How wonderful! Very clever! Great flash! 🙂
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A double rescue! It’s not what I intended to write but you know how these things go. At least for me, they take on a life of their own and go in directions I didn’t plan. (Pantser, here.) I do believe it’s exactly 99 words — and thank you. 🙂
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My question re the 99 words was more an expression of amazement at what you can pack in, rather than a question re the count! We can’t be much other than pantsers with these challenges, can we? It’s fun to see where they go! 🙂
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I know that’s what you meant. My amazing sense of humor (and lack of ability to take a compliment) doesn’t translate well online. 😉
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We know each other to not take offence though, understanding the difficulties of interpretation without the aid of intonation and facial expressions. 🙂
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