“There she goes, grab her Henry! She will get all the other girls! Henry, watch out she’s coming for you!”
“Squaaaak!” Henry tried but too late and he suffered a bite on his neck.
Harry ran to him but there was nothing he could do. He started squawking really loud to attract the farmer to get Hilda away from Henry. Thank heavens he noticed.
“Been at it again, Hilda?” The farmer picked her up and isolated her in another pen. Then he attended Harry.
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Crimson’s Creative Challenge #067
The Bag Lady 