AnElephantCant climb a tree
If he is high up he feels somewhat groggy
And although he is well-built
When he is wearing his kilt
He is much more embarrassing than that smart wee doggy
Once again it is Friday Fictioneer time.
Where a dogged Rochelle throws a bone to a pack of mixed breed scribblers.
And AnElephant proves his bite is worse than the tree’s bark.
The idea is to write a very short story, circa 100 words, based on this picture prompt (below).
That’s it.
Copyright Rochelle’s Daughter-in-Law
Neighbours
So what is happening now?
I think Mr Deschamps is helping Mummy with her breathing.
What is wrong with her breathing?
I can’t tell, but he is giving her mouth-to-mouth resuss, er, resush, em, aid!
Is she okay?
She seems to be, she is breathing much more deeply now.
Oh, is that Daddy’s voice?
Yes, his face is all red, I think he has hurried round there to help Mr Deschamps chop wood.
I thought he had central heating?
Well, Daddy has a big axe.
Is that Mummy screaming?
Yes, it is.
Why?
Daddy just lopped off Mr Deschamps’ head.
HAHA!!!
I absolutely love your take on this prompt. Such innocence in the child and dog. Poor Mr Deschamps! 😛
AnElephant blushes with joy at your delight and your praise.
Thank you.
I like this: … a dogged Rochelle throws a bone to a pack of mixed breed scribblers … I’m honoured to be numbered among … can’t help thinking of that Disney film … The Lady and the Tramp.
I like the angle of the story, from the viewpoint of an innocent child. I think you could have ended your excellent story at ‘axe’. The reader knows what’s coming after that.
Now, keep your kilt on, this is constructive criticism.
Hoping you had a happy Hogmanay. Ann
AnElephantCant finish before he uses his 100 words or Rochelle pelts him with painfully passionate peanuts.
And as a lowland Scot and AnElephant, he does not wear a kilt!
Thank you for kind wishes, returned with mammoth hugs.
I used to live in The Highlands. They didn’t even consider Lowlanders to be Scottish!
Aye weel, lassie, whit can ah say, each tae thir ain, eh.
Happy Rabbie Burns to you. It’s 25 January, isn’t it? Do you celebrate?
Does a bear pooh in the woods?
http://anelephantcant.me/2013/01/25/happy-birthday-rabbie/
🙂 Now I would sing this to you if I could project all the way to Scotland! Goodnight, night owl.
AnElephant is resident in Provence, on the Cote d’Azur.
How loud is your voice?
Really? You know we lived in France? We’ve holidayed in that region and I spent over a month in a gite half way up an ‘alp’ near Vence. I could see Corsica in the distance in the mornings! My voice wouldn’t reach that far, not even singing Wagner! Lucky you! Ann
But he was only trying to help?!
All a big sad misunderstanding!
I am wondering if Mrs. Deschamps arranged this with Daddy, and if Mommy would be next? Hmmm… ^..^
How delightfully cynical of you, dear lady!
There is always a different angle! Please check mine out for that different angle! 🙂 ^..^
Oh my… the things our pups see. Clever and fun, AnElephant is.
Well, thank you, ma’am, AnElephant is over the parrot at your praise.
Poor parrot. AnElephant over him, can’t be easy going. 😉
Well, if it’s Texas, Daddy can get off with a “heat of the moment” defense!
Good one.
Scott
Mine: http://kindredspirit23.wordpress.com/2014/01/02/friday-fictioneers-blasted-from-the-past-carolyns-adventures-r-1314/
Thanks Scott, don’t think that defence works in Auchtermuchty!
Blimey! I couldn’t see a decent way to kill somebody this week, so I’m glad you managed it 🙂
AnElephant can pretty much always find a way to bump off a character or two here and there in 100 words.
That is what makes his day worthwhile!
No way to behave in front of a pet dog! Keep the blood flowing.
Well AnElephant guesses that Mummy was not aware of the treely-assisted spy!
And he does like his Wednesday bloodbath!
Oh dear, to have an accomplice on the lookout isn’t always a good thing!
You think Deputy Dawg is an accomplice????
Wow, weird way to go, love it!!!!
This begs the question: is Daddy really daddy or is Mr. Deschamps really daddy?
AnElephantCant possibly comment on such tacky matters!
I enjoyed how the action dawned on me as your story progressed — and when that big axe showed up, I just knew it was going to end badly for someone. A well-told story from the point of view of the watchers.
Thank you for your relatively sane appraisal of AnElephant’s little tale.
Glad you liked it.
Oh, dear! Well, somebody had to die this week…. Thank you for doing it in an amusing way 🙂 🙂
AnElephant likes the odd corpse or two on FF day.
And he is happy you find it amusing, thank you.
Looks like someone started off the new year on the wrong foot & with a missing head…
Yeah, RoSy, don’t think it was the foot that was wrong here!
Well that was gory!
Well, just the one head, so not too bad really, don’t you think????
lol, Brill 🙂
Happy to hear you laugh, Helen, glad you liked.
Haha brilliant 😀
AnElephant had a feeling you would get a chuckle at this, Al!
I did 🙂 It seems Anja hasn’t seen that your body has gone up by one yet.
Glad you start the New Year by getting ahead 😉
I knew there was a reason the suburbs scared me. haha! Great story 🙂
Yeah, less traffic, more axes, finding a balance is not always easy, is it?
Ahaha! Gosh I hate it when that happens. 😀
Do you get your head lopped off often, Linda?
How inconvenient that must be!
Well every once in a while I’ve been known to lose my head. Which makes it hard to get ahead in life. But at least I’m heading the right direction–okay I’ll stop now! 😉
Ha maybe Mr Deschamps and mommy should of make sure where daddy was before the breathing started. Cute story.
Or at least have axed the question?
Thank you
A headless Deschamps
would result in lots of cramps
Good One Mr. Anelephantcant!
DJ
AnElephant acclaims
Rhyming games
From Danny James!
Haha! Guess someone was a little hacked off. 🙂
janet
Ouch!
Nice one, Janet.
Is it wrong that your story made me laugh? Great post.
Not at all!
Laughing is good.
AnElephant is ecstatic!
Another perfectly normal response in FF land! Good story Elephant. 🙂
Happy heffelump here, thank you.
Ha.. nothing’s like a good neighbor.. Very amusing.
Thanks, Bjorn, glad you liked it!
As the song goes: ‘And that’s when neighbours become good friends.’
And then not so much, huh!
Thanks for visiting, Mike.
Start the year as you mean to go on Brian i.e. with a gory death!
AnElephant loves a nice bit of gore on a Wednesday!
All this severing SE, where will it end, is the wife next? then the child? You could have regular blood bath happening.
Gosh, Sir ST2, AnElephant is not so insensitive!
Dear Elephant,
Appears that Mr. Deschamps lost his head over helping Mummy breathe. Thank you for your child’s eye view. I don’t know that I can call this story fun, but certainly black comedy and cleverly written.
Shalom,
Rochelle
You do realise that Champs is French for Fields?
Happy New Year, Rochelle, and thank you for this weekly delight.
No I didn’t realize that. Interesting. I’d better not find my husband helping someone’s mommy breathe. 😉
Happy to oblige Elephant. 😉
AnElephant meant it as a small tribute, dear lady.
In that case. Thank you. AnElephantCan be very sweet. Thanks for sharing in my weekly obsession. 😉
Just another day in suburbia then! 🙂 🙂 Nice one!
Thanks, Sandra, glad you enjoyed.