Saturday, April 30, 2011

Z is for Zebra

“What is it?” she asked.

                “I don’t know.  It looks like a zebra,” her brother replied.

                “Do zebras bite?”

                “Don’t be stupid!”

                “I’m not a zebra expert!” she exclaimed.

                Henry and Taylor approached the creature standing in their backyard.  It was in the middle of the vegetable garden, chewing on the tomato plants. 

                Henry approached the zebra and petted it.  It didn’t seem to notice.

                “He’s friendly.”

                A truck pulled into the driveway.  A man got out.

                “That’s my zebra.”

                Henry looked at his fur coat.  It was spotted.

                “I’m sorry.  This zebra is ours.  He has been for years.”


  1. Hi Rebecca! You're so clever, making short stories for your A to Z posts! I love your blog, and how cool that you're an artist, too! Make sure you stop by my blog on Monday. I have something for you. :) See you then!

  2. Possession is nine-tenths of the law. So don't give him up, Henry and Taylor!

  3. Ha! Cute! I'd keep a Zebra...but they do bite!

  4. I like your zebra story. Cute.

  5. Loved this - I quite like zebras :-) Beautiful blog too! I'll check it out more thoroughly later, my 3 yr old daughter has noticed the mallards in our yard and needs me to witness this now ;-)

  6. That was a fun read! I'm definitely going to have to join the fun and do the A-Z challenge in August!

  7. I don't think Zebra's bite!! Not sure anyway!!

    Cute story!!

    with warm regards
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