16/11/2023
Here's a short preview of Goat Island. It's not going to be done by years end. 😂
~Jack opened one eye, then the other. The early morning sun was blinding, his head pounding from dehydration caused by the night before. As he squinted in pain a large shadow blocked out the sun. The shadow seemed to be getting closer, but Jack’s eyes couldn’t focus. All of a sudden a giant wet tongue licked his face. Jack je**ed back flailing his arms at his attacker, hitting his head on something hard. Before Jack could fully grasp what was happening he heard a man’s voice call…
“Hugo! Get over here! Leave him alone!” and the giant black Great Dane grabbed his tennis ball and sprinted away splashing drool as he ran.
Jack rubbed the back of his head as he stood up. Confused, he looked around studying his surroundings. Jack was in the middle of Colonial Park, Savannah’s oldest cemetery. The Old Cemetery opened for business in 1750 and today is used as a dog park by the locals with several water bowls scattered throughout the mossy oaks and the headstones of Revolutionary and Civil War hero’s.
As Jack watched the giant dog run back to his owners he noticed they had their phones out and were recording the whole thing.
Jack looked down and realized he was only wearing a kilt. No shirt, no shoes and to his disappointment, unlike the Irish drinking song “The Scotsman’s Kilt”, no blue ribbon.