When the big rains came, no one could have ever guessed what would become the dominant life form.
Years of being left outside in sudden downpours unreturned to their natural resting place had toughened them. When the big rains came, they were ready and they prevailed.
There was only one problem. Their mouths were used to being filled to the rim with sustenance, but now there was none. There were no cartons of Coca-Cola, boxes of Coco-Puffs, containers of Jello Pudding and Pie Filling, or anything at all.
They were starving.
One by one the incredible race of shopping carts died out.
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So sad! So next time you're caught in a sudden rainstorm on your way out of a supermarket, take a couple of extra seconds, get a little wet for god's sake, and return the shopping cart to the designated collection area. The shopping cart you save could be your own!
That's the moral of my story based on the picture prompt above for this week's Friday Fictioneers. You can shop for many other stories and morals from the other Fictioneers by clicking just a few words back.
Well, I'm off to the supermarket. Gonna buy an extra dozen or so boxes of Hot Pockets to leave in my poor little cart, just in case.
