By Paul Beckman
It started with the squirrels, they were eating me out of house and birdfeeder; then it was the chipmunks darting back and forth stealing from my garden, frolicking around and not giving two shits for anyone or anything. The raccoons—what the hell can I say about these fat little bastards who figured out how to open my “coon-proof” garbage can, eat what they want, and toss everything else on the ground creating a constant mess for me to clean up.
They’re all mostly gone except for the birds, but they’re safe for now—I’m going vegan.
Bio: Paul Beckman’s story, “Healing Time” was a winner in the 2016 The Best Small Fictions, and his 100 word story, “Mom’s Goodbye” was chosen as the winner of the 2016 Fiction Southeast Editor’s Prize. His stories are widely published in print and online.