It’s Thursday and high time for my response the Six Sentence Story prompt, hosted by GirlieOnTheEdge. This week’s word is TERM. If you go to her blog you’ll see the InLinkz button to click on so you can read the other responses to this prompt.
Here’s a story I’ve been wanting to write for awhile. Someday I’ll planned to flesh it out more but for now I’ll squeeze it into six (okay, some very long) sentences to meet the writing challenge. Hope you enjoy it.
SOCKS, OUR HERO
Sheriff Wilson, trying hard to look stern, explained to Farmer Rushton, “I’m here to investigate a complaint made by some fellow who came here last night that you have a – his term was ‘vicious wild boar’ – running around your farmyard.”
“There’s nothing vicious about Socks,” Rushton exclaimed, “and furthermore, she’s a sow, not a boar. But our Socks is as friendly and playful as a puppy; you know yourself she’s been Tommy’s pet ever since she was the runt of the litter last year – and she loves to meet our farm visitors.”
“Well, this fella stopped by last night when you folks weren’t home and says he was just having a look around – I’d use the term skulking myself – when he came past the barn and suddenly this vicious pig was charging at him, screaming like a banshee.
He ran but hit some slime, slid, and went head-first into a huge puddle of ‘barnyard sludge’–” Sheriff Wilson couldn’t hold back a chortle “– and the ‘berserk beast’ came wallowing in right after him so that he barely escaped with his life – and without whatever else he might have been hoping to take away, I might add.”
Rushton grinned, then shook his head and said, “Well, I’ve sometimes grumbled about how much water my kids use when they make a mud puddle for Socks to cool herself off in, but I won’t begrudge Socks her beauty baths from now on.”
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Socks looks like a better watch dog than most watch dogs.
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She’ll cuddle up –or try to cuddle up — to anyone who might give her a back-scratch. Not everyone realizes that. 🙂
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Nothing like a watch pig. ❤
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Well, I’ve heard that geese make pretty good watch dogs, too. 🙂
There was once a young boy with allergies to cats and dogs and his parents got him a pet pig. But, like Socks, it didn’t stay a peewee.
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My grandfather had a pig — sow — who was a pet. She followed him everywhere. Sadly, she ate some poison and she and her piglets all died. I guess my grandpa was desolate for weeks after. I have a photo of him with her and the babies.
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That’s a real shame!
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He was pretty tore up about it. Not just because he loved his pig but the babies were $$$
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A protective pig, sow about that? (pardon the pun!)
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A total misunderstanding — she was only wanting to make his acquaintance. 😉
Cheers to you, Keith.
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A very sweet Six (apart from the ‘barnyard sludge’)!
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Thank you. He had no business diving in Socks’ private puddle. 😉
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😁👍
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Wonderful! As Charlotte said of Wilber “That’s some pig!”
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There’s nothing nicer to have about that a gregarious, welcoming pig. 🙂
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❤
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Hurray, Socks! Love your story, Chris.
They’re intimidating until you realize they can be big babies, lol
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Glad you enjoyed my “friendly pig” tale. Any creature can be, or become, mean if people are mean to it, but Socks was obviously well treated.
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