How the Eagle Got his Bald Head

This week I give you one of the missing Just So stories and it’s sort of up to date, so more of a Just Now story really.

PROMPT © Krista Strutz

“Well son, it was like this. The hunters were out and I’d been takin’ heavy flak from all directions for nigh on a week. I had plenty of tricks of my own though. One moment I headed for cloud cover, next I stalled, dived and rolled.  I don’t mind sayin’, I was a match for them.

But those varmint, they kept coming and it only takes one lucky shot.  My own fault really; I ducked late once and the critter blew the feathers clean offa ma head.

An’ that, my son is how the Bald Eagle got his bald head.”

Written for Friday Fictioneers – a 100 words story based on a photo prompt. Hosted by Rochelle. Read the other entries here.

29 thoughts on “How the Eagle Got his Bald Head

  1. Thanks, Eugenia. I do the same and often with the same results. I’m always wary of reading someone else’s first, for fear of being unwittingly influenced and plagiarising the idea. At least if I haven’t read yours and write the same piece, I know myself it’s coincidental, no shady shenanigans involved. 🙂

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