School holidays were the worst.
It meant they would be back from their boarding schools and he wouldn’t get a moments peace.
All he wanted to do was laze about in the summer sunshine, perhaps a walk along the beach.
Instead they would insist on dragging him on some silly adventure.
Julian was the real do-gooder, Anne wasn’t much better. Richard, well – Dick by name… At least Georgina gave him tickles and biscuits. It was the least he deserved for sticking with them.
‘Come on, Timmy! Time to go on an another adventure.’ He lay there, putting his paw over his eyes. ”Now, don’t be a lazy dog, Timmy, you’ve had weeks to lie about. I bet you’ve been bored and are ready for an exciting trip!’
Couldn’t be further from the truth. No, not the pink bag, how embarrassing. And I’m to carry your water and food, am I?
Camping again. Maybe this time if they get into some sort of mess with smugglers he would just run off and leave them to sort out their own mess.
Roll on August when they would be back to school and he could be left alone. Pesky kids.
Written as part of Sunday Photo Fiction. Write a story of around 200 words based on the photo prompt given (above). Hosted by Susan Spaulding. For more details visit HERE.
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Iain Kelly 
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