“Lamont! We got an invitation!”
“To what?”
“An all expense paid weekend in Vegas!”
“I don’t want to go to Vegas, Dude. It’s probably a time share. Anyway, Vegas is just a lot of bad memories.”
“What memories?”
“It was a good life. I was a happy bunny. I’d developed solid stragedies for evading the numerous predators, but then, one day, it seemed the sun had gone from the sky. I wondered ‘Eclipse? Meteor?’ But no. It was the dreaded Teratorn…”
“Ah yeah. I remember that guy.”
“Dude, were you that guy?”
“No, not that time. I didn’t eat you that time. I was a giant sloth or something. Giant something, but definitely vegetarian.”
“Everything was giant something back then.”
“Beautiful world. One of my favorites.”
“It hasn’t changed a lot. Still full of prey and predators.”
***
Lamont and Dude are characters I came up with a couple of years ago. They remember many of their various incarnations which gives them a unique perspective on life, the universe and everything.
And neon lights.
I didn’t realize those dino-birds were that big. Somehow, I was thinking maybe large hawk, rather than Kitty Hawk.
I guess they’re vultures — would that be freaky or what? Having a bird as big as a plane dive down on your little rabbit self and say, “Nice snack. Where’s the food?”