JusJoJan2023 ~ Day 19

today’s prompt ‘complaint’

I don’t wish to compile a lengthy list of complaints, so I’ll share just one.

Another winter storm is brewing ~ ugh.
Ole grannie needs to purchase more bottled water.
I’m thankful I’m still able to walk to the local corner
convenience store.
A regular customer you’d think the clerks would remember
my frequent request to double bag my selections, reinforcements.
Those plastic bags, clumsy and super thin, tear easily.
I don’t wish for my bottled water and sport drinks to slip through a hole.
This morn the gal remembered to double bag my items only she placed
ALL of them together.
What was she thinking?
I don’t bear any resemblance to Hercules.

https://lindaghill.com/2023/01/19/daily-prompt-jusjojan-the-19th-2023/

A Letter a Week ~ P

Place:  physician’s office (veterinarian)

Emotion:  personable

Adjective:  pampered

Verb: panic

My animal: pooch

Our family’s pampered pooch, a Lhasa apso, disliked her scheduled
check-ups with the veterinarian.
The moment we’d enter the physician’s waiting room she’d panic,

kick-start extreme anxiety followed by show of desire to leave the
premises.
This particular June day, after formal introductions, I handed over
the baggie I’d brought from home with my pooch’s stool sample to
a brand-new physician’s assistant.
We all were personable, each with other, and then began the wait
to see the physician.
Five minutes later the assistant re-appeared with a concerned look
on her face.
She stated she’d forgotten to tag-label poop samples of my pooch
and another.
A dilemma for certain (LOL) until I suggested she take another look.
Within the plastic baggie I’d brought in was poop with a special
ingredient, PLay-Doh.
It was the new assistant’s lucky day.
You couldn’t miss the pink, yellow and shades of blue within the
Lhasa apso’s specimen.

https://nopenotpam.com/2022/07/17/a-letter-a-week-p/



One Minute Fiction: June 30th 2021

Prompt Challenge: one-minute fiction

Cars lined both sides of the crowded city one-way street.

No parking spaces available.

Oh dear, already late for her piano lesson she wondered where to park her

brand new convertible.

Round and round – finally a space accessible.

Where are the parking meters?

Could it be possible she’d taken the wrong exit?

Ponder the thought!!

Senior moments – Chuckle! Chuckle!

https://lifeafter50forwomen.com/2021/07/04/one-minute-fiction-june-30th-2021/

The Meteorat

Monday morning motivation
Recreational warden
Replenish and rearrange
Personal virtual garden

Hello shy rat-like critter
Clan planet to planet drifters 
Manage consume tasty organic treats
Overnight owner's choice fail garden frozen keep

Morning read app wild life calculator index 
Discover Meteorat, classification fictional text
Resemblance end mop's handles quite laughable site
Ye spenders lifetime hitch-hikers aboard meteorites

Duration 55 - 60 minutes eat 'n go timespan
Change of plants app player's afternoon plan
Disappointment ahead tonight's schedule visit
Dumbfounded disappearance tasties surprise hesitate.

© 2018 June Quintin