Wednesday, April 10, 2019
WORDS FOR WEDNESDAY April 10, 2019
LEAVING AFTERNOON CAMP by Granny Annie
Sheila went to the hill-top hoping to gaze on a pride of lions resting below.
She had taken her dogs because she wasn't feeling all that brave.
She saw the adult male lion rolling in the tall grass as if he were a kitten. He heard
a twig snap under Sheila's foot and his sudden change of stance was very
decisive. This misstep had thrown a wrench in her plans of stealth.
Sheila began to shake as a bad feeling overtook her. She quickly was able
to scribble a note to attach to one of the dog's collars and gave it the
command to return to camp. Hopefully help would arrive to back her up.
The frightened woman held perfectly still and saw the huge king lion distracted by
a lovely flower and she thought of Ferdinand the bull who would rather smell
flowers than attack anyone. She moved away slowly and got back before
members of their party would be alarmed and try to come to her aid.