From Sonya’s 3LineTales at Only100Words.
You can find the original prompt here. Thank you, Sonya
I spied Springsteen’s ears peeking over the top of the cardboard box and I knew he was hunting trouble.
His patient stalking paid off as Winston, my English Bulldog, ambled past his hiding spot.
Springsteen sprung, pouncing on poor befuddled Winston, before streaking across the room to pause in the doorway, hoping for an encore.
Keep on writing.
Jo Hawk The Writer