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TITLE: New Tricks for Old Dogs | Previous Challenge Entry
By Colin Swann
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Albert had recently come with his pet Rex, a shaggy sheepdog—it was even less house-trained than its owner was. Agnes soon realised she must devise plans to get these two newcomers into shape.
“Albert!! The next time you take Rex out put him into these plastic doggy galoshes I bought him and make sure you take them off again before you bring him back inside.”
“OK love! I presume they're for keeping your carpets clean? He loves a roll in the mud too, have you bought him a body cover as well?”
“Don't you be sarcastic! Somebody needs to be bothered about keeping this house clean and tidy.”
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“Bye love, taking Rex for his morning run, he's got his galoshes on. I'll tell him not to roll in the mud!”
“If you don't get him house-trained then he will jolly well have to be housed outside in a kennel. And, if you don't get your sloppy socks pulled up you'll be joining him.”
Oh dear, Mable understood the needs of a man and his dog. What have I done?
Later, Albert popped his head round the door, “Rex lost his galoshes—he chased a rabbit into a briar patch with them on and came back out galoshes-less—what do you want me to do?”
“Take a bucket out and scrub him down—don't you dare bring him into my kitchen until he's pristine clean and settled down.”
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“What have you two done now? My kitchen's ruined!”
“He just gave his wet hair a shake out when he came in. It's pretty clean splash—just a wee bit dirty. You only said scrub him down—you didn't say anything about drying him off.”
“Oh mercy me, what am I going to do with you two? And another thing Albert Pike, you haven't sorted the stuff out you brought with you; you may have been renting your last place, but My Percy worked hard to buy this house and I intend to keep it in good order in memory of him and free from your tatty chattels —so there!”
Just then Rex let off a nasty smell as if in concert.
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There was an almighty bang and clatter downstairs. Agnes twanged upright in bed as if projected from a catapult. Her first thoughts were, Oh no, that darn dog has broken Great Aunt Matilda's antique vase—I'll never forgive them if it's that. Sure enough it was found that Rex had muscled in through the kitchen door that Albert had forgotten to shut properly, knocked the vase over and then had the cheek to cock his leg up on the shattered remains.
“That's it, that's the last straw. I'm fed up with both of you untidy home wreckers.” Rex had his tail between his legs when Agnes chased him outside with a sweeping brush. She then turned on Albert whose colour suddenly drained from his cheeks. He thought his best line of defence was to feign a mini heart attack, but Agnes saw through his false puffing and stormed off upstairs ranting, “And you can clear up that mess and sleep on the sofa. I don't want to set eyes on you ever again!”
After a while he sneaked to the door to let Rex back in. They stealthily crept into the sitting room, crawled onto the couch and zonked out. They were as silent as dumb mice all night!
Next morning Agnes resolved that she must be sterner with the unruly pair. Little did she know, that in reality, old dogs can't learn fresh ways and to try to teach them new tricks would send her completely to her wit's end.
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One question though. Who's Mable? Did I miss something?
Very well written and so entertaining to read.
Blessings...
God bless~
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