Saturday morning treats

Just like every other day

I get woken up by my furry friends.

One insisting in particular.

They have a different food brand

Which they do not like.

Catnip and treats thrown in.

I hear them munching.

I hope I do not have to do this everyday.

I need to wait until I can get them their regular brand.

Hmmmm, I think I just a mistake

And tomorrow morning they will be even more insistent.

Hot Cold

The fever spikes.

Shivers intensify.

Blankets thrown off

Only to be grabbed again.

How many times

Does this temperature yo-yo mean to continue?

Another rise begins.

Despite feeling the freezing atmosphere

It is obvious the fever still holds on.

You know you are doomed

The ballista is wheeled out of the castle.

It takes down only a few of the giants.

When the opposing army

Breaks your front line

You are horrified to see

The giant reach down and pick up your ballista.

As it turns it around and uses it like a crossbow

You know even if you live

Your castle and it’s people are gone.

Too bad this is not just a fantasy story.