The family dog

It wasn’t until my youngest sister was six that we finally persuaded dad to let us have a dog.  In fairness we didn’t really give him much choice as grandad showed up with the puppy, having smuggled him on a coach, inside a small bag.

He was a mongrel, white with black spots, gorgeous and clever.  We named him Muxi.

When I mentioned the family dog here it was Muxi I was thinking of as I have specific memories about him in that place.

The beach we used to stay at was quite basic, with only a few houses.  It had a main road along it and one other short road that became a dirt track into the woods.

Once we went for a walk in the woods, got a bit lost and ended up on the hill above the beach.  We could see the house we were staying at but not a path to get there.  Muxi kept running back and forth, barking at us.  One of us kids said that he had probably found a way but dad said it was unlikely. We persuaded him to follow the dog and sure enough Muxi was showing us a path down.

Until then dad had just tolerated his presence but after this I believe he gained a certain admiration and respect for Muxi and his skills.

The other episode was when my younger sister went to holiday camp. My other sister and I had gone there when we were around her age and my parents thought it would be good for her to go too.  The odd thing was that she had to go while the rest of the family were on holiday at the beach.

Dad drove her to the camp and as soon as they left, Muxi went under her bed and refused to move.  We coaxed him with food and all sorts of treats but could not persuade him to get up or go anywhere.

My sister and I were scared that he would die of hunger if he didn’t eat until our little sister came back.  As it turned out we didn’t have to worry too long because she was miserable at the camp and dad went off again to get her a few days later.

We were at home as they were due back and suddenly Muxi got up from under the bed and started wagging his tail.   We looked out to the road and saw the car arriving.  He was over the moon when he saw my sister.

After that we were back to normal with all the family and the family dog doing our usual holiday activities together.

The best place in the world

Childhood, coming of age

Love, family, family dog

Long sandy beach

Dark blue sea, burning sun

Slow walks, pinewoods, picnics

Memories of a month every summer

In my favourite place in the world

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Trifextra: Week Seventy-Two

This weekend Trifextra is asking you to describe summer in your own words. Thirty-three of them exactly, of course.

The missing player

hospital bed

photo credit: joeldinda via photopin cc

The slight white haired woman sits hunched over the hospital bed tightly holding the hand of the elderly man lying in it.  His eyes are shut and in the dim light he looks pale and serene.

‘Henry, do you hear me my love?  Please say something…’ she pauses looking for a reaction but there is none.

The room door opens letting in the bright light and sounds from the corridor.  A young woman steps in, gently closes the door and walks towards the bed.

‘Hello mum, I’m sorry I couldn’t get here earlier.  How is dad?’

Martha quickly wipes the tears from her face before turning towards her daughter.

She struggles to get the words out.  ‘He’s in a coma…’

‘What?  What happened?’

‘We drove to town after lunch.  Your father wasn’t feeling too well but you know how much he loves going to the square to play chess and catch up with his old pals – no matter how he feels he never misses an event.  I decided to come along to visit my friend at her souvenir store outside the square…’

‘Please mum, go on.’

‘A few minutes after we left home he collapsed over the wheel and the car went off the road into a field.  He had a stroke but by the time he got to the hospital he was in a coma…’ she sobbed.

The daughter hugs her mother tightly and looking over at her father all she can think is how peaceful he looks.

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I am not sure this stands well as a story in itself but it is what came to my mind as the reason for the dreamy world of the man in the The Square Players.

It was written for the Tritecta weekly, one-word prompt.  This week’s word is:

LIGHT (noun)

1a : something that makes vision possible
b : the sensation aroused by stimulation of the visual receptors
c : electromagnetic radiation of any wavelength that travels in a vacuum with a speed of about 186,281 miles (300,000 kilometers) per second; specifically : such radiation that is visible to the human eye
2a : daylight
b : dawn
3: a source of light: as
a : a celestial body
 b : candle   

– See more at: http://www.trifectawritingchallenge.com/#sthash.bL4pOz6a.dpuf

LIGHT (noun)

1a : something that makes vision possible
b : the sensation aroused by stimulation of the visual receptors
c : electromagnetic radiation of any wavelength that travels in a vacuum with a speed of about 186,281 miles (300,000 kilometers) per second; specifically : such radiation that is visible to the human eye
2a : daylight
b : dawn
3: a source of light: as
a : a celestial body
 b : candle   

– See more at: http://www.trifectawritingchallenge.com/#sthash.6n2Ydb6j.dpuf

1a : something that makes vision possible
b : the sensation aroused by stimulation of the visual receptors
c : electromagnetic radiation of any wavelength that travels in a vacuum with a speed of about 186,281 miles (300,000 kilometers) per second; specifically : such radiation that is visible to the human eye
2a : daylight
b : dawn
3: a source of light: as
a : a celestial body
 b : candle   

– See more at: http://www.trifectawritingchallenge.com/#sthash.6n2Ydb6j.dpuf

LIGHT (noun)

1a : something that makes vision possible
b : the sensation aroused by stimulation of the visual receptors
c : electromagnetic radiation of any wavelength that travels in a vacuum with a speed of about 186,281 miles (300,000 kilometers) per second; specifically : such radiation that is visible to the human eye
2a : daylight
b : dawn
3: a source of light: as
a : a celestial body
 b : candle   

– See more at: http://www.trifectawritingchallenge.com/#sthash.6n2Ydb6j.dpuf

LIGHT (noun)

1a : something that makes vision possible
b : the sensation aroused by stimulation of the visual receptors
c : electromagnetic radiation of any wavelength that travels in a vacuum with a speed of about 186,281 miles (300,000 kilometers) per second; specifically : such radiation that is visible to the human eye
2a : daylight
b : dawn
3: a source of light: as
a : a celestial body
 b : candle   

– See more at: http://www.trifectawritingchallenge.com/#sthash.6n2Ydb6j.dpuf

LIGHT (noun)

1a : something that makes vision possible
b : the sensation aroused by stimulation of the visual receptors
c : electromagnetic radiation of any wavelength that travels in a vacuum with a speed of about 186,281 miles (300,000 kilometers) per second; specifically : such radiation that is visible to the human eye
2a : daylight
b : dawn
3: a source of light: as
a : a celestial body
 b : candle   

– See more at: http://www.trifectawritingchallenge.com/#sthash.6n2Ydb6j.dpuf

LIGHT (noun)
1a : something that makes vision possible
b : the sensation aroused by stimulation of the visual receptors
c : electromagnetic radiation of any wavelength that travels in a vacuum with a speed of about 186,281 miles (300,000 kilometers) per second; specifically : such radiation that is visible to the human eye
2a : daylight
b : dawn
3: a source of light: as
a : a celestial body
b : candle
c : an electric light

A Breakdown

The grandfather told his 6-year-old grandson how once, many years ago, his car had broken down on the way to the family’s vacation destination.

“After a while a driver kindly stopped to help and drove me to a car repair shop so I could get the car picked up and fixed and we could continue on our journey.”

The boy, puzzled, wondered why his grandfather hadn’t simply used his mobile* phone…

* Cell

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Trifextra: Week Seventy-One

On to the prompt.  This weekend we’re revisiting an early Trifextra, our second ever.  The challenge is to write a complete story in only three sentences.  Good luck!

The Sign Says / Le Signe Indique

Bilingual signs

Bilingual signs

All signs are in French and English in this New Brunswick town.

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Instructions and links to other entries for the Weekly Photo Challenge: The Sign Says can be found here.