458 words! A Day in the Afterlife of Willow the Wolf "THUD!” It was the last thing I heard before I blacked out. Then I woke up with Catherine the Cat staring into my soul. Literally. “GAH!” I yelled, looking at her. “Oh, it's only you, Catherine. How many times have I told you this isn't the human world, it's the afterlife and DEAR LORD is it unnerving to see a dead cat stare into your soul when you open your eyes!” I scolded. “I am sorry, but as a cat it is simply my nature to, what can we say, not care, my dear wolf friend.” Replied Catherine. I rolled my eyes. Very funny. “Hey!” Hooted Olympus, the owl. “Willow! A case for you!” “For me?” I jumped up excitedly, wagging my tail. “It seems that Oswald has lost some socks!” Hooted Olympus. “Seems like someone has a case to solve!” Mocked Catherine. “Shut up, Catherine, literally no one asked for your opinion.” I told her, before scampering off in the direction Olympus had indicated. ‘Wow!’ I thought to myself, ‘I thought orangutans were supposed to be smart.. seems like Oswald isn't though! I wonder if he was smart in the human world, although I think not.” I kept my nose to the ground to sniff out the socks. Then, suddenly, I heard leaves rustling behind me. Ugh. It was my annoying cousin, Sheldon the Shetland Sheepdog. “Hey Willow!” Sheldon called out. “I know I'm not the best company, but Catherine sent me to assist you! Sheldon the Shetland reporting for duty, ma'am!” I face-pawed. “You do not answer to Catherine, you understand, Sheldon? Don't let her boss you around.” “But she promised me a bone!” “A bone, dear lord! Just leave me alone, Sheldon, I'm busy! Go play with Cooper (the Corgi).” “But he's too short!” “Listen up, Sheldon, I'm not your mom. I'm your cousin. Ask your mom what to do, not me. Just leave me be for now.” Sheldon left. I found the socks and returned them within ten minutes. Then I went back to my place and flopped down. Today's 67th case was solved! Phew, what a long day! The next day, Olympus assigned my cases again. I was like that wolf that plays lost-and-found. I wanted a real case. Not just a, “oh, I lost my socks, find it for me!” Or a “hey, I can't find my son, where is he? Oh, under that gorse bush!” I wanted a real case. It couldn't be a murder, of course, we were in the afterlife, but I would have loved a case guaranteed to get me more than the daily two chickens. One without Sheldon, of course. Although it's not very likely in the afterlife.
