"The Old Lady and Her Dog" (Round Three Entry for the brigits_flame October Writing Contest)

Apparently this has become 'musical prompt month!' for me, because 'Besieged', the prompt for this round, almost instantly made me think of Fortress Around Your Heart by Sting. (And if I built a fortress / around your heart / and circled you in trenches and barbed wire....) The lyrics are great, but I have to admit what I've always loved best about this song was how he belts out And IF I at the beginning of each chorus. And the part about going off to fight battles in his head, because that appeals to me in the same way that beating the hell out of guys in my stories does, apparently.

brigits_flame has revealed so much to me about the bizarre mechanations of my strange little mind.

Mmmm. Sting.

ANYWAY, I was thinking about robots, and something about robots under siege, but I made the mistake of looking up 'Besieged' at thefreedictionary.com (I actually do have a hardback Pocket Oxford, but hey, it was all the way across the room). I read two of the definitions and got this: more stuff from the Pape and Danforth...thing I started back in round one, which some people had requested I continue.

Not many people, mind, but I do believe in meeting the audience's wishes when possible. :)

So, I swear to God, mermaidbia and watchclarewrite, that I will write about robots. At some point. Really. Hey, I might even write something else for this round before voting starts. But in the meantime, I am posting this here. I hope you enjoy it.

This is kind of gross, but there are no deaths, injuries, illnesses or animals that were harmed in the writing of this piece of fiction. And it's not gross for very long, honest. It's also a prequel to my previous entry, The Nesquick and the Dead.

( The dog whined miserably, as if apologizing. )