Dee Tales are whimsical stories inspired by photographs taken with my i-phone. A tiny story for you, a wee sense of accomplishment for me. Enjoy.
When the first one was spotted, everyone was so excited. People assumed they would be sweet, even helpful.
They were wrong.
No one knows where they came from, or what happened to a make them so angry. It doesn’t matter anymore. You see one, you run. Fast.
When they claim an area as their territory, that’s when you leave a warning. It needs to be in a spot where everyone can see. The sidewalk is not a good place. People use to lower their eyes when they walked but not anymore. That’s why I didn’t see it. And now the sounds of hooves on cement. Flashes of white. And horns. So many horns…