Wednesday, June 13, 2012

Timed Writing: 6/13/2012


Time: 10 minutes
Prompt: "... he was never invited to accompany his masters..."
Source: The Secret of the Tower by Anthony Hope

Although he was never invited to accompany his masters into their own homes, and had, rather, to sit quietly on their porches, Jake led the way when those same masters entered the homes of their quarry. That was Jake's purpose.

The hammer would fall or the ram would batter, and Jake would plunge through the breach, barking and growling. Sometimes, if the fugitive were a public figure -- a celebrity or a politician or a banker, Jake would be given the "gentle" command, or maybe just "no face." In the absence of such verbal behavioral attenuators, however, Jake was free to do anything short of kill. Unless, of course, the "kill" command was issued. Then he killed.

Jake was feeling content -- satiated -- after a meal of ground beef and canned vegetables. He could have done without the vegetables, but the thin master -- the one whose porch Jake occupied tonight -- insisted that vegetables were good for Jake's digestive tract. The vegetables weren't really that bad -- soft chunks of carrots, bland green beans, corn -- and the thin master mixed them into the ground meat so that it would have been more trouble than it was worth to eat around them.

Jake stretched out long on the warm wooden floorboards of the porch. A tightness caught at his midsection. He twisted his head around and sniffed at the area. Blood had dried there, matting the fur together into a rigid patch. He licked it, moistening and softening it, then thoroughly clearing the fur of the sticky mess. There had been a lot of blood today. It was all human blood -- Jake had not been injured. The thin master always washed Jake down after a job, but this time, there had been quite a bit of other clean-up for the masters, so their attention to Jake had been less than thorough.

(about my timed writing exercises)


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