Got His Goat: A Grave Story

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Hey, Norima!  How you doin’?

“I’m fine, James. but I thought you took that job at the cemetery to make extra money?”

“I did.  It’s to mow the grass around the graves by 4pm every Saturday.”

“It’s 2:30 now.  Are you done already?”

“No, but farmer Nickols sold me his goat.  I tied it to a tree at the cemetery and it’s had nearly 4 hours to roam and eat the grass.”

“James!  It’s sheep that eat all that grass.  Goats eat tin cans and such.”

James began a heavy run toward the cemetery.  He shouted over his shoulder,

“Fired! First Day!”

*100 words

*I remember this prompt and the direction I took it in.  Thought it was time for a non-violent change!

Namaste,

Scott

 

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