The Delivery

by joetwo

There was excitement amongst zoo staff as the trailer backed into the paddock.

The last wildebeest in the zoo had died, they needed more.

The door opened, two animals came out.

They were scrawny, with thin pallid hides, so incredibly pathetic.

A keeper turned to the delivery driver, still holding the tranquillizer gun.

“You’re lucky” he said “That we don’t shoot the bearer of bad gnus.”

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Written for Grammar Ghoul Press Chimera 66 #12

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