Wake up.
It’s dark
Dark? Ahh… Sunday. No hurry for anything.
Close eyes again.
Sunday.
Walk the dogs in a bit. Not yet though.
The woods? Pendle Hill? A day out to Ingleton Fell? Cream tea in the village perhaps?
No hurry to decide.
Breakfast?
No not yet. I’ll switch on the teas-made though.
Breakfast? Mmm. In a bit.
Scrambled eggs?
Cereal?
Boiled eggs?
Yes, boiled eggs. With nice runny middles and toast.
What’s different?
?
?
Open eyes. Inspect ceiling.
No dogs on the bed?
?
?
Ahh…. Dogs all to side of bed…. They’re looking at something…
Looking down at something….
?
?
What’s that noise?
Crunch Crackle Slurp
Why is the bed vibrating?
Why is the bed vibrating?
Why is the bed vibrating?
The dogs are looking at something under the bed……
?
?
Haul idle carcass from under cosy duvet and swing, face down, to inspect under bed.
Oh God….
Polly the cat has a rabbit.
It’s under the bed.
Polly the cat has what used to be a rabbit.
Now it’s just a rabbit body and a pair of ears. No head.
The ears are where the ears ought to be. But there’s no head connecting them to the body.
There’s a headless rabbit under my bed.
Good morning Sunday.
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