This post is in honor of Zeke, who puts nightly terror into all young chicken thief-wannabes throughout our deep and dark woods.

Demon Dog and the Shadows

Yep, it all happend on the night of shadows.  But, you need to know before I tell you that I’m not such a young dog, so this isn’t my first Halloween.  I know the small humans like to hide themselves under bright colors, waving stuff, and funny shapes.  They also cry easier than normal, and they smell like something you’d want to hold down and lick til you’re tongue had scoured every drop.  But none of them are chicken thieves.

It’s the shadows that I have to watch.  They flit, here, and there, hoping to get by me while I’m wagging my tail saying ‘yes please thank you so much’ to the kid who just dropped his candy, then stepped in it.  Quick as a lantern’s swing a shadow slips past me and jumps into the coop.  The chickens, they set up a cackle, but the gate is closed and I can’t get in the quick way.  I run fast as four legs can carry you around the backside and slip through my hole under the pasture fence.  Then it’s a quick burst across the pasture and I’m inside the coop.

Well, you’d think that was fast enough, but you’d be wrong.  I barked the shadow out and made sure it fled, but the damage was already done.  Every one of those chickens had been turned into a pumpkin, with beady eyes and candy corn beaks.  Some of them still had their feathers, but they wouldn’t be laying any more eggs.  The only thing they’d be making would be pies, and I don’t mean the kind with dumplings.  So, let that be a warning to you, young pup.  Anything can happen on shadows night.  Don’t let your guard down, and don’t be fooled by a bit of smashed candy on the ground.

Okay, there it is!  Let’s see what you all have to offer!  Linky is on the Flash Friday page, but I’ll also follow-back anyone who leaves a comment. 🙂

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