Kreative Kue 299

Kreative Kue 298 asked for submissions based on this photograph:

010aJohn W Howell is a multiple nominated and award-winning author who blogs at Fiction Favorites. Details of John’s books can be found on his Amazon author page

Snow Day by John W. Howell © 2021

“Trevor. Oh, Trevor.”

“Over here, boss.”

“Over where? I can hear you I can’t see you, though.”

“By the hedgerow. Near the post.”

“There you are. What on Earth?”

“What on Earth indeed.”

“What happened?”

“I was minding my own business on the scent trail of that pesky skunk and all of a sudden I found myself stuck.”

“Can’t you back out?”

“That’s just it. I tried backing out but the snow clumped up on my behind and I got stuck.”

“It looks pretty free now.”

“Yeah, cause I started rocking back and forth to make room.”

“What stopped you then?”

“The skunk.”

“The skunk? How could the skunk stop you?”

“He came over and said he could get me out.”

“Your sworn enemy offered to help you?”

“Well, he said he could get me out if I made him a promise.”

“Uh-oh. That doesn’t sound good.”

“Tell me about it. He wanted me to promise never to chase him again.”

“What did you say?”

“I told him I could never make a promise like that.”

“What’d he do.”

“Walked away. So, now, can you get me out?”

“Sure but I need you to make me a promise.”

“What promise?”

“To never chase that skunk again.”

“Here we go again. I could never make that promise.”

“Well, this snow should be gone in a week or two.”

“Okay, okay. I promise not to chase the skunk again.”

“Repeat after me. And if I do.”

“And if I do.”

“I’ll sleep in the barn until the smell goes away.”

“Gee. I kinda like the smell.”

“Say it or stay here till spring.”

“I’ll sleep in the barn until the smell goes away.”

“Okay, I have you.”

“Thanks, boss. By the way, I had my paws crossed.”

“And I’m the only one who can open doors to let you in the house.”

“Yeah, good point.”


My effort was:

Hide and seek

“How long you been there, Trev?”

“Where, here?”

“Yeah. In that deep snow.”

“Dunno. Why?”

“Why? Because I’ve spent half the day looking for you.”

“This is where you left me.”

“What do you mean, left you. Last I saw, you were on a walk with me. I called you and you didn’t come. I’ve been searching for you since.”

“Non-stop?”

“Well, no. Not non-stop, obviously. When the blizzard came we had to wait inside for it to clear before we could come out looking again.”

“We?”

“Both of us. You don’t think Mum would stay behind when you’re missing, do you? So. Again. How long you been there?”

I haven’t moved. I found the rabbit-hole and barked to let you know. Do you remember how you reacted?”

“Remind me.”

“You told me to shut up. Your exact words were Shut up you stupid effing mutt, as I recall.”

“You know I don’t really mean it when I say that kind of thing.”

“No?”

“No.”

“Then explain that piece of wood behind me.”

“I threw that hoping you’d play fetch.”

“Of course you did.”

I did!

“And what happened when you realised I wasn’t going to do that – if, as you say, that was your intention?”

“I called you again.”

“Can you remember the words you used?”

“Not now, no.”

“I can. Come here, you mangy cur, you said, or rather screamed.”

“Maybe. And did you?”

“Did I what?”

“Did you do as I’d told you?”

“What do you think?”

“It seems not.”

“And can you recall what you said next?”

“Look: I don’t remember every word I say. I just say things, then it’s gone. Okay?”

“Then perhaps it’s a good thing that I do remember every word you say.”

“So what do you reckon I said?”

“You said, and I quote, Suit your bloody self you useless piece of—”

“I wouldn’t say that.”

“You did. Then you said bloody stay there; see if I care.”

“And so you did.”

“It was your orders. What else was I to do?”

“And you stayed there right through the storm?”

“Quite warm, curled up under a blanket of snow. My body heat protected me.”

“What did you eat?”

“Remember that rabbit hole I tried to tell you about… ?”


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On to this week’s challenge: Using this photo as inspiration, write a short story, flash fiction, scene, poem; anything, really; even just a caption for the photograph. Either put it (or a link to it) in a comment or email it to me at keithchanning@gmail.com before 6pm next Sunday (if you aren’t sure what the time is where I live, this link will tell you). If you post it on your own blog or site, a link to this page would be appreciated, but please do also mention it in a comment here.

Go on. You know you want to. Let your creativity and imagination soar. I shall display the entries next Monday.

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