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A Thursday Prompt story
© 2022 by Walter Reimer
Prompt: taker
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“Hello, what is it?” the gazelle femme asked as she opened her front door.
“Good morning,” the schnauzer said. He was dressed in long pants, a polo shirt, and carried a computer tablet.
“Bit early to start setting moral parameters on the day,” the gazelle said. “What do you want?”
“Oh, what everyone wants, really,” the canine said. “Steady job, happy relationships, but enough about me breathing out my aspirations. I’m here on behalf of the census.”
“Well, you can’t have any.”
“Pardon?”
“If you take all my senses, I won’t be able to get to work.”
“No, no, Ma’am, I’m with the Census Bureau. Here are my credentials.”
“Hm, impressive, but should you be showing them to me? We hardly know each other.’
The schnauzer offered a paw. “Graeme Crocker.”
The gazelle took the paw, shook it and gave it back to him. “Dru Wynn.”
“Well, you certainly drew me in. Now, all I need is a little information.”
“You won’t get it.”
The canine wagged a finger. “Ah, by hook or by crook, I will. Now, when were you born?”
“I don’t know. I was very young at the time.”
“Where were you born?”
“In a hospital.”
“Oh, progressive, eh?” The schnauzer typed a few things on his tablet. “What do you do for a living?”
“I’m a teacher.”
“What does your husband do?”
“I don’t know. I’m not married.”
“So you wouldn’t know what he did, but I’m sure the police will.” He finished his task and said, “Thank you. Have a nice day.”
“Bye.”
“Not even as a hobby,” he said as she closed the door.
The gazelle chuckled. “He might have gotten my information – but I got his wallet.”
end
A Thursday Prompt story
© 2022 by Walter Reimer
Prompt: taker
Thumbnail art by
marmelmm“Hello, what is it?” the gazelle femme asked as she opened her front door.
“Good morning,” the schnauzer said. He was dressed in long pants, a polo shirt, and carried a computer tablet.
“Bit early to start setting moral parameters on the day,” the gazelle said. “What do you want?”
“Oh, what everyone wants, really,” the canine said. “Steady job, happy relationships, but enough about me breathing out my aspirations. I’m here on behalf of the census.”
“Well, you can’t have any.”
“Pardon?”
“If you take all my senses, I won’t be able to get to work.”
“No, no, Ma’am, I’m with the Census Bureau. Here are my credentials.”
“Hm, impressive, but should you be showing them to me? We hardly know each other.’
The schnauzer offered a paw. “Graeme Crocker.”
The gazelle took the paw, shook it and gave it back to him. “Dru Wynn.”
“Well, you certainly drew me in. Now, all I need is a little information.”
“You won’t get it.”
The canine wagged a finger. “Ah, by hook or by crook, I will. Now, when were you born?”
“I don’t know. I was very young at the time.”
“Where were you born?”
“In a hospital.”
“Oh, progressive, eh?” The schnauzer typed a few things on his tablet. “What do you do for a living?”
“I’m a teacher.”
“What does your husband do?”
“I don’t know. I’m not married.”
“So you wouldn’t know what he did, but I’m sure the police will.” He finished his task and said, “Thank you. Have a nice day.”
“Bye.”
“Not even as a hobby,” he said as she closed the door.
The gazelle chuckled. “He might have gotten my information – but I got his wallet.”
end
Category Story / General Furry Art
Species Gazelle
Size 98 x 120px
File Size 32.8 kB
Listed in Folders
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