Another one I wrote for a friend’s birthday.
Dark clouds rolled across the sky, but Fancy didn’t need to see them to know that she was in for a heavy storm, and she didn’t have the luxury of shelter to keep her safe and dry; if she weren’t a cow she’d muse about the unpleasantness of this happening on her birthday, but she was so she didn’t. The only thought she could muster was that the grass was going to taste better, but even then she couldn’t articulate why. Another beautiful day had begun. #ShortShortStories #AguaMala