Carrot ranch #Flash Fiction: 15th November #scraps

Josiah’s whiskers twitched excitedly. The smell of putrefaction invaded his nostrils.It had been a lean couple of weeks but there was a hint of good times to come.

He had crouched watching the working men for two days. Had they seen him they  would have shouted at him and tried to beat him with their shiny-ended sticks but they had been too intent on their task.

Flowers now covered the dark patch of loose soil but he knew it was easy to burrow down and feast upon the box of scraps they always left in these strange caves.




Filed under As you read it, Flash fiction, No offence intended, Self compositions

11 responses to “Carrot ranch #Flash Fiction: 15th November #scraps

  1. Oh my word, Bobby, this is quite vivid. Well done.

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  2. Rats, that’s cold enough to be cool.

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  3. Very nice piece! Love the way you structured it and the rhythm of it.


  4. A clever perspective to take on the scraps. I also like how you build tension with the waiting for the prize.

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