Torry pops the gate open and looks quickly around the back yard, hoping to find it as cleared of overgrown weeds and undergrowth as the front yard. Get some cleaning people on the inside, and some nice lawn furniture, and this will be a tolerable spot for Monday mojitos. Maybe by the time the weather’s that nice, she can bring herself to tell her friends she’s been reduced to this neighborhood.
She looks around at not-acceptable-but-better-than-it-was, pulling out her phone while relatching the gate, and sees it just as she’s turning to go.
Dog poop, in her sort-of cleaned-up yard, her fenced yard.
Big, fresh poop.
This Six is a flash fiction vignette from The Life and Times of Jane Doe. Each week, Ivy at uncharted hosts the Six Sentence Stories flash fiction link-up. This week’s cue was “second.” Fun flashes from other writers are here.
99 Monkeys 
Well that would certainly give me pause – and more than a mild case of irritation.
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It’s suspicious alright. Six sentences? Fun! Good writing, shitty situation.
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You’re very punny. 🙂
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