Just as he did every night, Sam took his dog out for her last walk of the night. The moon was full and bright, illuminating their usual route, so Sam left his flashlight at home.
Perhaps if he’d brought his flashlight that night, he’d have seen what was lurking in the bushes.
(275 characters)
Written for this week’s Twittering Tales prompt from Kat Myrman.
This, That, and the Other 
My worse nightmare when I’m out on that last walk of the night…we have a clan of skunks who frequent the neighborhood. I use the flashlight on my phone for that very reason. Good tale. 🎂
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Haha! Meant to put a smiley face at the end. Autocorrect prefers we just have cake. 🤣
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I was wondering whose birthday it was!
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I’ve had my quota for the year. One is enough! Haha!
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We have raccoons. They don’t frighten easily.
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Oh yes. They hold their ground. The same can be said for possums if there is food involved. I had outside cats that I fed on my porch until a local possum discovered their bowl. Mean, scary rats they are when they’re not feigning death.
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Good start to a story!
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With a max of 280 characters, that’s about all you can get.
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So what happened to the dog?
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I dunno. What do you think?
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He must have fled..
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Apparently he did not learn the boy scout motto of always being prepared
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