Dark Times

a chipmunk Photo by Jan Haerer on Unsplash

“I remember the old days,” Chipmunk’s brow knitted together growing furrows, “the bad days. Back when it was fur against fowl and paw put to claw with no reconciliation. No, not till speech came to the reptiles.”

Movers and Shakes

Braunvieh sorted the mail with his wife. “Oh look, another thank you note from the orphanage for your donation. Haha, ‘thanks for the mammaries’. Ah, that one never gets — oh put down the cleaver you know you’re a pacifist.”