Larry was a sheep.
At least, Larry thought he was a sheep. He’d read about them in books and was convinced he had all the hallmarks. He flocked with the others and the plural of his name was the same as the singular. What more proof did he need?
The other sheep didn’t like Larry. They thought he was weird. They constantly bashed him during the rush hour and last Friday a stranger had yelled “bbaaaaaaaa-stard” at him as he did his weekly shop.
Totally unprovoked.
Larry didn’t like being a sheep. Perhaps it was time to be something else.
This fishy tale was submitted as part of the Friday Fictioneers photo prompt weekly challenge.
me.you.coffee 
I hope he’s not going from sheep to fish … I’m not sure he’d be any better off!
Be all that you can be! – thanks for reading.
I’m thinking no matter what Larry does he’s going to be the brunt of someone’s unkindness
Sometimes that is the way life goes 😦
So Larry is really a man who doesn’t know he is a man?
Or is he a man in a sheep’s body that doesn’t know he’s a fish? Aaagghhh! 😀 Thanks for reading.
Love this. It flows nicely and amuses much. What more could I ask… nice work!
Yay! Glad you liked it 🙂 thanks for commenting.
Love reading them nearly as much as writing them. 🙂
Ha ha! A wonderful premise. Poor Larry!
Cheers Linda 🙂
Surreally funny. Maybe Larry should try Wolf’s clothing to see if it fits.
Insane. Loved it 😀
Dear Mr. Binks,
Carp by any other name would smell as sweet.
Aloha,
Doug
Dear Mr. Binks,
Perhaps Larry has an identity crisis? Carpe Diem.
shalom,
Rochelle
Bizarre. Quirky. Absurd. Meaningless. Enough compliments. Most enjoyable.
Hurrah! Someone that truly understands ;D
Larry’s a follower. If chasing the herd doesn’t work, perhaps joining the school will. If not, there’s always the flock. Thanks for the cool read.
Nice job allowing the photo to be the twist. Well done.
Thanks, and thanks for reading 🙂