She’s got peas in the pot and I leave the room so don’t have to hear the shrill screams of lots of baby rollypolly nubs. I am a dog, a Lab to be precise and I eat mammals, already dead and cooked ones if I get a choice. My person is a vegan and obviously a stronger sort than most because she rips the poor greens limb from stem and smiles while they screech and moan. I am slightly afraid of her because of this really. She tells everyone, “I’m a vegan!” because she wants to warn them, I’m guessing.
This was for Cyanny’s fun #1MinFiction.