Friday, June 27, 2025

New Neighbor

 

It appeared out of nowhere, overnight, a pile of brush with an opening as perfect as a store-bought doghouse.

About 4-feet high and a good 12-feet in diameter, she definitely would have noticed it…if it had been there before, since it was not far from her house and less than 20 feet into the forest.

Standing there, wondering what to do about it, suddenly the entire thing started to quiver, and a screeching came from inside, repeating and getting louder…then silence.

“Well,” she thought to herself. “That sounds like Mind Your Fucking Business to me”, so she did just that.

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