Short : Misty Morning by Bill Schott 100 Word Dash writing prompt entry |
"Noot des tem, Skip-par," he told the dog, as he stepped off the dock into the bass boat. "Mama'll be naddin' ya heah." Setting down the shotgun, he pulled the lanyard and the motor whizzed to life. The pain of standing, and sitting, and of pulling the rope, all reinforced his decision. He looked back up at his friend Skipper, a big ball of beige yarn. He'd a taste for goose, kippers, and Mama's prize begonias. Now he sat staring, ready to pounce, if bid, into his master's arms. Engaging the motor, the old man puttered into the morning mist.
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