Deal 1351: Dog mill

It seemed like an idea that couldn’t fail: run the mill with dogs. Sure there were some minor details to work out, but they all seemed the sort of thing that would fall out with trial and practice.

But they didn’t count on a key element. Dogs are only useful when they really want to be. If not, they will find a way over or under the fence, to freedom.

The dogs all ran away.


Deal 1350: Tea, hold the death

If I were better at my job, he’d be dead by now. The plot was perfect. The tea was poisoned, and the dose was calculated for his size. If he’d had the whole cup, he’d be dead.

I should have known how big a klutz I was dealing with. I didn’t do my homework on this one. I got lazy.

He only drank half a cup, then dropped it, and knocked the pot off attempting to catch the falling cup.

Later, I can only assume he had some stomach troubles, but not as much as I intended.

And he lived.