Sweet, heavy, grassy breath. He examines me with liquid brown eyes, lashes longer than any others. Square nose, slightly moist and leathery, nuzzles me for graham crackers I have hidden my back pocket. Fingernails combing through the soft, short hairs on his face then through the thicker, coarser fur on his forehead. Stroking his long, flickering ears, remembering all of those bottles of warm formula. Massive head tossing around, gently displaying horns that mean business. Cupped hands tracing their length, admiring the chips and colors, the perfect symmetry. Baritone snorts, round belly heaving with every breath, perfect love and safety.
Update: I guess I could have done a better job with some of the other physical senses, or in some way identified the beast better, but that’s the whole idea… Learning and growing from feedback! LOVED this prompt, thanks for the comments everyone! Below is a photo of the mystery animal.
His name is Chunk-Hi.
He is a two year old bison.
He feels pretty.
Because of the confetti.
He has never hurt me or anyone else.
teehee very nice. Love what your conjured up. Though sorry but can’t decide if it is a cow or a goat you write about.
So sweet!
A bull? I love watching them in the fields, standing stoically while those white birds flit around them. But I always get nervous when I’m too close to one. Maybe I need to hang out with yours… he seems sweet!
I went from dog to horse to billygoat to bull.
This is so…well, I was going to say sweet, but now it doesn’t feel like it quite fits. But I love this. I really do.
Perfect – I love how clear of an image you conjure, even though I still don’t know the animal in question!
Oh dear! You mUST share what animal it is! MUST! 🙂
Baby cow? Baby goat? A lot of love in 100 words!
Grassy breath. I loved that part. Nice job! It’s hard using only 100 words, but you chose some good ones: grassy breath, leathery nose.
I like this! I am originally a farm girl from Kansas (but am far removed and have turned into a city sissy) but I miss the animals so much. The town I grew up in had a huge bison farm. Your post made me feel at home. 🙂