Instinct Prevails

Wrinkles knew that he had no chance of ever catching that squirrel, but he couldn’t help from chasing it.  When it ran under the chain link fence, Wrinkles had a full head of steam going and he slammed into it, smashing up his face.  He did not need any more problems in his life, as last week he got flees and those buggers chewed the heck out of his hide.  He looked into the mirror and he thinks that he may now have pink eye, or should that be pink eyes, because both of his eyes were itching and they looked pink.  Wrinkles was aware that Friday was his birthday and he hoped to be back on the gravy train real soon.

Written for Stine Writing – Poetry, Positivity, and Connecting!, Simply 6 Minutes hosted by Christine Bialczak.

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