Nervous

Overnight, as so often happens in that part of the world, the snow changed to rain and much of the accumulated snow washed away. We took little Rusty for a walk across the water-logged fields and made our way back to the pond where Ell and Jay had so recently gone for a swim. The priest-KerDoodles had long since slogged off to the south, but seeing this next scene proved there was still entertainment to be had.

“Someone’s in trouble.” I said. “Looks like the ice is breaking.”

Clive nodded and smiled.

That’ll teach him to put his outhouse in the middle of the pond,” he said.

“It’s not an outhouse,” I corrected. “It’s a fishing hut.”

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Follow along to learn more about the KerDoodles, and if you like, contact me to find out if you’ve got a KerDoodle of your own.

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