Friday Fictioneer Challenge: Write a 100-word story based on the photo.
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Copyright Douglas MacIlroy
Throw The Ball
Kneeling, Andy jimmied open the back door. As he turned the doorknob, he felt a nudge in his back. He froze. Slowly, he turned around.
The scrap metal dog greeted him, eyes glowing red, tail wagging. It dropped a ball at Andy’s feet, nudging it towards him. He picked it up and threw it. With lightning speed, the dog retrieved it. Andy threw the ball again, again, and again. Each time Andy ran for the fence to flee, the dog knocked him down.
As the scrap metal dog brought him the ball yet again, Andy realized he would never escape.
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It's a long story ... 
That’s one creepy dog!
Certainly not one to be ignored!
It’s not hopeless. Distract him with a squirrel, or a car.
Maybe throw the ball over the fence?
A strong magnet maybe?
Creepy dog!
Andy can always hope another burglar comes into the yard so he can throw the ball to him and then make a mad dash for the fence.
How long before the batteries run out? Nice touch of sci-fi there.
Dear Tresha,
Man fetched to death by robotic dog. Now that’s one for the news headlines. 😉
Shalom,
Rochelle
Hahaha, that must be a scrap metal border collie. It brings back fond memories of my first dog, who would wake us up early every morning with a wet chew toy thrown in our faces, ready to throw. 😀 Great story.
When the homeowner comes back, he’s got a surprice waiting. He probably knows how to handle the dog. Good protection against theft. 🙂 — Suzanne
Did Andy somehow earn this purgartorial experience? Did he refuse to play ball with one too many family dogs? At least this one seems friendly, despite appearances. Fun story.
Ah, karma. Just never know when it will show up to bite you.
I have two border collies at home and so I know what the hero of your tale is suffering. OCD = obsessive compulsive disorder or ordinary collie dog.
So true!