On June 23-25, 2015, I went with three of my children’s writing critique group to an isolated cottage in northern Ontario to have fun and write. It became hilarious at times!
While I sat quietly by the lake, two of my friends took my little stuffed mouse Sniffy and posed him in several photos. Then they made it into a story book. Enjoy!
Sniffy Goes to the Cottage
We arrive at Mr. Cummer’s cottage in the woods.
Inside, there’s a little cottage just for me.
I survey my kingdom and my loyal subjects.
I imagine I’m going to have a wonderful time.
Just a half cup, please. I’m quite perky already!
Naughty human! Don’t eat me!
Eek! Don’t you know salt is bad for you?
My subjects bring me flowers.
I forgive them for mistaking me for lunch.
Time for a game. I count one… two… three…
Ready or not, here I come!
I found one!
Your turn to count, Jennifer!
My turn to hide. They’ll never find me here.
Time for a little relaxation on the hickory dickory…
. . . dock. Ah!
Oh, no! He’s biting my tail!
Is this for Jennifer?
Say, “cheese.” I hope they don’t eat all of it.
Jennifer hung me upside down to dry.
My stuffing is all going to my head.
Thanks for reading me a story, Dianne.
Dreaming of tomorrow’s adventures.