The intruders were young, barely teenagers.
They were sprawled on the carpet, watching cartoons while eating his cake.
He’d tell them to leave, if he weren’t too worried about upsetting Sally again.
Sally hated it when he treated her guests unkindly.
Even when they were rude and were eating his cake!
He had been hoping to dig into that sugary treat tonight. He’d even practiced his fridge opening technique, too—!
“Dad!” Sally called out. “Your stupid old dog’s home! I think he wants to eat my friends!”
But if they weren’t too skinny, he’d seriously be considering it.
*Inspired by the prompt unexpected guests from The Daily Post.