Prompt: Or
Today, as I was taking a break from NaNoWriMo, I asked my dog, “Is what happened in the US election a disaster, or a catastrophe?”
He looked back at me with his puddly brown eyes. They said, “What election? I feel fine. Why do you look unhappy? Can I have a treat, or a scratch behind the ears? I love you. When’s dinner?”
Why doesn’t everyone have a dog?
Fluffy Pool 