I walked around the shop.
With every step I took, I was met with a pair of adorable eyes. There were more beauties in the pet-shop than I could buy. I walked up to an Alsatian. It looked majestic just like its price tag. I shook my head and turned to the shop attendant. I told him my budget. He nodded understandingly. He showed me a white Pomeranian, not as good-looking as the Alsatian, but it would have to do. Beggars can’t be choosers, after all.
Besides, I bet both of them would taste equally nice in a stew…
Word Count: 99
Prompt:
The Dark Netizen 
Interesting take, but no brownie points for your last line Nid, though I| know it happens in some countries.
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I’m personally against it, Di! 🙂
But this character is all for it!
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No problems Nid. We know it happens.
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O_O
(^^as a Pom person, myself, I have to!)
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Eep!! though sounds like the beginning of a urban fantasy or something in the fantasy realm of books. (Cos I’m not going to think about real life dog-eating pom’s)
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Interesting take.
The last line gave me the eeks, though.
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Wow, what a twist! A dark twist…nan
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Dark, but I’m inappropriately grinning! I have stood at the butcher shop, eying those t-bones, but going for the cheap beef cuts because it is true — it tastes the same in stew. Universal, but a dark twist!
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Thanks so much, Charli! 😀
I am glad I caught that grin from you! 😉
I thought I was the only one! XD
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Oh my word, that last sentence was totally unexpected.
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Thanks so much, Roberta! 🙂
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