Mud, Mud, Glorious Mud

This week, all be it a little late on my part, from https://crispinakemp.com/2022/11/02/crimsons-creative-challenge-208/. We need to write a piece of prose, poem or even a picture.

He looked like a dragon walking out of the mud puddle in the middle of the walk. His face, paws, and body covered in brown. He was happy, his face saying, that was fun. The smell was something like a sewer.

‘What did you have to do that for?’ Bill said, hands firmly on hips.

Before Bill could stop him, the very happy German Shephard twisted around for another run. To be fair it wasn’t going to make a lot of difference. There would still be a shower when they got home. Strange, he loved any water when out on walks, but would run a mile in the opposite way if he saw the bath being run.

It was a good job there was a towel on the back seat, or the mud would find it in every part of his car. Wrapping a coat around cold shoulders, there wasn’t much to do, except get out his mobile phone.

If nothing else there would be a funny video out of this.

Published by writerravenclaw

I am a fifty something mother of two grown up children, and one beautiful grandchild. I have been married for nearly thirty-four years. My first book was published ten years ago. I wrote my book Sticks and Stones because of my experience of being bullied at school.

4 thoughts on “Mud, Mud, Glorious Mud

      1. Hahaha. Reminds me of my late dog, Coco, who was a German Shepherd and Spring Spaniel Mix (which meant he basically wound up looking like a big Beagle). And the goofy smiles he would offer after doing something like that were priceless.

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  1. Scamp rolled in something horrible, fox poo I think from the smell. I had to keep the window open all the way home, and he was sitting next to me, so happy with what he had done.

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