Friday Fictioneers – Decay
Rochelle may be on a road trip, but the prompt pic email isn’t, and the Friday Fictioneers write on! I have been doing Frific long enough to recognise this prompt from when Madison sent it two years ago:
and I have written 100 new words to go with its second outing…
The fruit on the bramble bush by the gate post was the first indication that something was wrong. He never left the blackberries long enough to spoil – either they were picked to be eaten or preserved, or they were removed, tidied, disposed.
His labrador sensed our arrival and barked from the rear garden. He bounded round to the front of the house to greet the visitors. His coat was muddied and matted from inattention but his eyes and body seemed healthy, he was eating.
Our knocks went unheard at the front door, and we entered, apprehensive.
The stench reached us.
The Reclining Gentleman 
Very suspenseful. I love it!
Thanks Justina!
You’re very welcome. Thank you for the follow. I hope you enjoy my work just as much.
I’m sure I will!
Lovely (simply) So how are you this fine morning?
Very well thank you Prof!
But it’s a fine early evening over here in England 🙂
Would love to know what they saw!
If the stench is that bad I’m not sure I want to know…
Ergh! I think I know what the labrador’s been living off. Bad dog!
I wondered if anyone would pick up on that! Bad dog indeed
“He was eating”. Excellently understated horror – well done!
Thank you 🙂
He was eating indeed. Great story-telling.
Thank you 🙂
Oh! Got the dog thing! Yuck and well done.
Yep the dog thing!
Dear TRG, Great gory story. Poor doggie – he has to eat something. Good job! Nan 🙂
He’s just doing what he has to do…
RG, Ewww! I didn’t get the “dog thing” until I read the comments. I think I know what they found and don’t want to dwell on it. This was well written as usual, but I’ll be glad when we get a new prompt. I’ve had enough of this one. Well done. 🙂 —Susan
Thanks Susan. I did try to slide it in under the door so that it wasn’t obvious first time!
Dear RG,
Just riffling through you site. 😉 You are right. This was a prompt that stymied a few FF’rs into radio silence that week. I couldn’t resist sharing it in my recent absence.
As for your story, I can only imagine where the stench is coming from and what the dog’s been eating. Chilling.
Shalom,
Rochelle
Thanks Rochelle, rifflers are always welcome 🙂
Your suspicions about the stench and the dog’s diet are accurate… Shudder…