Mama was resting on the couch, half dozing, half awake. On the muted TV, snow leopards waved their long, thick tails. Little Timon saw his chance. With determination he crawled through the #gauntlet of toys set around him for his entertainment and to the enticing black rectangle on the carpet by Mama's hand. Just when his own little hand was about to close on it, Mama roused and scooped him up, blowing raspberries on his belly.

"No you don't! Phone's not for you."

#wss366 #microfiction