My First Childrens Strorey

THE ADVENTURES OF SPANIEL

A Snowy Day

Once upon a time there was a boy called Spaniel who lived on a farm with his Mum and Dad and his little Sister called Lemony-Snickets.

One day Spaniel woke up and saw Hoover the cat asleep on his bed; it was a Sunday morning so Spaniel didn’t have school.

He jumped up and threw the curtains open and looked out of the window, everywhere was white. There was snow everywhere, Spaniel loved snow, Hoover didn’t it was cold wet white stuff as far as he was concerned.

“Come on Hoover” Spaniel shouted, as he pulled on his thermal socks and jeans, once dressed Spaniel grabbed Hoover under his arm like a handbag and ran down the stairs.

“Mum what’s for breakfast?” shouted Spaniel

Mum said “what ever you want”, mmm Spaniel thought to himself then said “I think, I think I will have Shredies please mum with a nice cup of tea”. While Spaniel was talking to mum Hoover was tucking into his bowl of tasty cat food, it was ‘Posh Puss Chunks’ the cat food for the finer cat, Hoover thought it made him sophisticated! And it tasted great.

Meanwhile Spaniel’s bowl of Shredies had arrived and he was tucking into it hungrily to build up his strength for the coming day.

Spaniel slurped his tea then looking out of the corner of his eye to see if mum was watching he picked up the bowl and drank the milk out of it, “SPANIEL” mum shouted, “wwwhat mum” Spaniel spluttered back, “I know you are drinking the milk out of the bowl”, “how did you know that mum?” Spaniel asked, “mum knows everything” replied his mum.

“Sorry” said Spaniel asking to be excused from the table.

Hoover was sat by Spaniel’s side watching intently; “off we go Hoover” shouted Spaniel picking him up once again and rushing to the door.

“STOP RIGHT THERE” said mum, stopping Spaniel and Hoover in their tracks “put your wet weather clothing on, Hat, gloves and coat please”, “oh mum” said Spaniel, “don’t oh mum me” said mum. Spaniel put on his hat and gloves and picked up Hoover and made for the door, Hoover was just about to sneak off and curl up on the sofa to have a snooze. The pair dashed out of the back door and into the snow.

‘Brrrrr’ went Hoover, Spaniel said “you’re a cat you’re supposed to go Prrrrr”, Hoover said “you must be mad it’s freezing out here”. “Its not just Brrrrr, its double Brrrrr with a triple topping of Brrrr”.

Spaniel picked up some snow and made a snow ball and threw it at Hoover, who by now had lost his sense of humour about being out in the snow. The snow ball hit Hoover squarely on the snozzel (nose), Hoover went chicken oriental and jumped up saying “I’m going to ninjalize you for that”.

With one almighty ‘Ayahh’ he pounced on Spaniels head rubbing snow all over him, then whirring around creating a large snow storm Hoover covered Spaniel from head to toe in snow, Spaniel looked like a snowman. All you could see was his eyes blinking through small holes in the snow.

Hoover then stopped, looked at Spaniel the snowman and laughed loudly saying “my work is done I’m going inside where it is warm”, at that he turned tail and started to walk towards the house. Looking over his shoulder he said to Spaniel “you would have to be chicken oriental to be out in this weather”.

Hoover then rang the door bell and waited, dad opened the door and looked out, nobody was there apart from Hoover sitting demurely on the step, Hoover walked past dad saying “mew mew mew mew” which roughly translates into “thanks pops is mighty cold out there, and oh by the way did you know your son looks like a snowman”.

Dad looks around once more before shutting the door muttering to himself to make a mental note to tell Spaniel off for ringing the door bell and running away. Hoover sniggered to himself upon hearing dad saying this and thought ha ha Spaniel that will teach you to take a sophisticated cat like me outside. Hoover then mooched off to find a warm place to curl up and sleep.

Meanwhile outside Spaniel who was still looking like a snowman, was thinking of what to do next.

Mmmmm he thought just then he saw out of the corner of his eye the chickens in their run talking to each other arguing about what to eat and what to play.

Mmmm thought Spaniel again I could have some fun here. He slowly shuffled forwards to the chicken coup, moving very gently so as not to break the snow covering him. He slowly moved closer and closer.

Now the chickens Hewy, Lewy and Dewy were arguing quite intently, then Lewy said is that snowman moving towards us or am I going potty? Hewy and Dewy stopped talking looked at Lewy and then each other and fell about laughing; saying that the snows fried Lewys brain, how can a snowman move they said because:

A. its made of snow
B. its got no legs
C. and its not alive

Lewy stomped off to the feed bowl muttering to himself that he thought it moved.

Spaniel had heard the chickens arguing between themselves about him in his snowman’s disguise, and started sniggering aloud. Lewy heard the snowman sniggering and asked the others if they had heard the same. Hewy and Dewy just looked at Lewy then the snowman in amazement then back to Lewy, they both picked up some snow and made some snowballs (which is quite tricky when you have wings) and threw them at Lewy who went off inside to have some food and to lay down.

Lewys parting words to Hewy and Dewy were just you wait that snowman’s going to get you; then you’ll be sorry.

Spaniel heard all of this and thought great I’ll get those pesky chickens and shuffled forward until he was about two feet away. Then just as Hewy and Dewy were chatting about how they were going to fill their tummies with lots of food

“BOOO” shouted the snowman, both Hewy and Dewy jumped up so high with fright; they went zooming high into the tree branches above their coup, and with a loud BOINK they both hit their heads on the big branches before falling to the ground with a thud.

They both sat there with a dazed look on their faces with a mixture of stars and little birds tweeting above their heads (the birds were incidentally little chicks)

Ohhh Ahhh they both said whilst rubbing their sore heads. Just as they were struggling to their feet they heard this whooshing sound, looking around quickly they could not see anything then in unison they both looked up, shouting OHHHH NO, then great swaths of snow from the branches above dropped down upon them with a great big SPLAT.

Spaniel fell about laughing at the two chickens now looking like big blobs of snow with wings and a head sticking out of the top. Spaniel who by now had shed his snowman’s exterior due to the amount of laughing he was doing just couldn't stop laughing.

Hewy and Dewy just stood their fixed to the ground in snow; Lewy poked his head out of the doorway to see what the commotion was about. He saw his two mates covered in snow with Spaniel rolling about in the background, that made him howl (which is quite tricky for a chicken) with laughter when he realised what had been happening and that he now knew that Spaniel was the snowman.

The two chickens didn’t like the fact that everybody was now laughing at them, they slowly got madder and madder, their faces getting redder and redder until their heads blew like a steam trains whistle ‘PURRRRP’ they went and just exploded with rage saying that they were going to ninjalize Spaniel when they got hold of him.

With a kung fu chop they knocked open the door to the chicken run and chased Spaniel around the garden. With one great jump Spaniel went over a garden wall and with a plop he landed into the snow the other side before running inside the house slamming the door behind him.

His dad was at the kitchen table drinking a cup of tea, asked ‘what’s the hurry, you being chased by ninja chickens?’ Yep said Spaniel before rushing off up stairs, mum looked around at dad saying ‘ninja what?’.

The storey continues......