Nugget’s brain was a sieve: useful for keeping the big parts from slopping out, but still full of holes.
She did not have the familiar, warm scent of a human any longer. Sugar cookies and baby powder had been replaced with diluted vinegar and a hint of curdled milk.
“Arf,” said Nugget. He was not the type of dog to mince barks.
A sudden, twitchy movement made him drop the arm onto the sidewalk. He jumped back, and curled his lip in angry confusion. It lay on its ‘back’ like a helpless turtle, fingers flailing wildly as if it were trying to type on an invisible, upsidedown keyboard.
The ambivalent arm continued to ignore him. It did not stroke or strike him; but worse—it did not feed him. That gave him permission to bite.
Nugget’s Folly is the story of Nugget, a Boston Terrier oblivious to the zombie apocalypse happening around him, who befriends a hapless severed arm and crosses the country in search of a new home.
Unfortunately, due to a nasty and on-going legal battle with Nellie’s All-Natural Laundry Nuggets™, this monumental work of passion is itself undead. It has been delayed indefinitely—despite continued efforts to reach a compromise involving gratuitous product placement.
All-Day Breakfast is a daily reflection on creativity and the human condition in the modern age—sometimes satirical in nature. This is issue #263 of 555.
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