Snowed In

"Get down, Barley! You're gonna knock me on my ass! You just keep getting bigger and bigger!"

Yep! Sure do. One of these days I'll be knocking you off the bed. Then you'll let me know if the floor is comfy to curl up on! Speaking of food...

"Look at that snow. Doesn't look like we're gonna be going anywhere any time soon. We'll stretch out on the couch and go on a DVD binge. That sound good?"

Yea, sounds good to me, Mom! Just don't play 'Old Yeller'! I'll have nightmares for months! Ohhhh, the horror! Speaking of food....

"I know what we'll watch. We'll go on a thriller/supernatural spree! We'll snuggle under the quilt with tons of snacks. We'll only get up to change movies and pee."

No, no. You know how you get with scary movies. How about some nice Disney movies? That would be better. Don't you think? Yay, food!

"That was creepy! I'd be so like that. 'Make my day. You think you'll break in to mess with me, and my family. Take that and that!' What can we watch next? 'The Last House On The Left'? Or how about a ghost movie? I got to pee. You go do the same. Then we'll curl up with the next movie!"

Yea, I'll go pee. But you're already worked up after three movies. Something tells me we won't be laid back for too much longer. Ugh, humans! They just don't listen! More nuggets!

"Sorry, I didn't mean to scream so loud. This scary movie is scarier than the last. Here you want another nugget? Wait. Did you hear that? Listen. Hear that creaking? Did you see that? Oh shit! I just saw a shadow. Barley, go get it. Scare it away! Let's go check the back of the house. Come now!"

Damn! I told you not to watch those scary movies! Now, instead of snoozing all comfy under the blanket and eating chicken, you have me hunting the air! Do you want me to bark? Will that make you feel better? Woof, woof. There. Now, let's go back to the couch. I want chicken!

"Oh my gosh! What are you barking at Barley? What do you see? I knew I wasn't imagining things. You barked, so you must have seen something. Don't go back to the couch! Come with Momma. Come on, Boy."

Great! I knew it! Why the heck did I bark? Turn on all the lights, take the dang scary movies away, and put in Disney movies. That way we can stop all of this nonsense and get back to sleeping and eating chicken!

"I heard it again! Oh, crap! I just keep scaring myself, don't I? Why don't we turn on all the lights in the back and watch a few good Disney and Romance movies? How's that sound, Boy? Enough of all this horror stuff!"

I say about time! Follow me to the couch. And to the chicken!

(500 Words)


Written for April's 2020, "The Dialogue 500"  [18+]