I can't believe another year has come and gone and spring has sprung. And once again, I'm entering the Spring Fling Writing Contest. As usual, each entrant posts a spring gif and a story not to exceed 150 words. Below is my entry, When Pigs Fly. I sincerely hope you enjoy this spring pig llama drama!
When Pigs Fly
“Can I wear your llama socks?” I asked.
“When pigs fly!” My sister replied.
Wonderful, I thought.
I walked next door to see the new batch of pigs.
“You just need some help!” I said.
I tied balloons around squishy pig middles.
That did not work.
I went home and put on my thinking cap.
My sister jumped when I hollered, “BINGO!”
The next day...
I dragged a pig up a flowering crabapple.
Costume wings didn’t work either.
At home I paced until I got another idea.
“Stop by Farmer Gus’s at noon,” I told my sister.
I grabbed supplies and started creating.
“This will work,” I told myself.
As noon approached, I saw my sister.
I grabbed the nearest pig.
“Slingshot Power!” I shouted.
Squeals filled the air.
Farmer Gus was not pleased.
That night I was grounded, but …
I didn’t mind because I was rockin’ llama socks!