Digging through the bag of timothy hay, Jery thought to himself this isn't so bad. He had lived with this family for a month, and, at four months old, he was settling into himself. He had a place of his own with a steady supply of hay, pellets, and water. Every other day, he got some fresh fruit and veggies. Bananas were his most favorite.
I haven't been to Three Word Wednesday in a long time, so I thought I would try it out today. I have also not posted here in way too long. This is a bit of free writing using 3WW. Here are this week's words.
Guinea pigs are not the most placid animals, and Jery could jump and the sound of a hair falling on the floor. The seemingly inaudible sound could have been a resonant toll of a bell for the shock that it caused to Jery's sensitive system. His obituary would read one day He was very brave for such a skittish boy.
Obituary, noun: a notice of a death, especially in a newspaper, typically including a brief biography of the deceased person.
Placid, adjective: (of a person or animal) not easily upset or excited; (especially of a place or stretch of water) calm and peaceful, with little movement or activity.
Resonant, adjective: (of sound) deep, clear, and continuing to sound or ring; (resonant with) (of a place) filled or resounding with (a sound); having the ability to evoke or suggest enduring images, memories, or emotions; (of a room, a musical instrument, or a hollow body) tending to reinforce or prolong sounds, especially by synchronous vibration; (of a color) enhancing or enriching another color or colors by contrast.