This is an entry for the revamped #fiftywords contest hosted by @jayna.
The prompt this week is bark. My entry is precisely 50 words long.
“His bark is worse than his bite!” Sandra nodded at Griff, our new night manager.
I wasn’t so sure.
He had a unibrow, and - when shaking my hand - the hairs on his palm tickled.
With the full moon, he transformed. He howled, and ate Laura, from Accounts, for his dinner.
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The picture is a doctored picture I took of my dog, Minty.