Chasing Harry

Courtesy Björn Rudberg

Chasing Harry

“Harry, where are you?” I called for the umpteenth time, certain I’d seen my beagle run into the hat booth.

“If you don’t come out right now, I’m leaving without you!” Right. Like I could ever leave behind the most irritating, beloved thing in my life.

He’d been gone over an hour. “Harry!” My voice quivered.

The woman in the booth looked up and pointed with her knitting needles. “Why, there he is!”

There he was indeed, peeking through several stacks of hats. Relieved, I grabbed him.

“Nothing harder to find . . .” The woman grinned. “. . . than a beagle in a hatstack.”

THE END

Author Note: Though this story is fiction, I know well the feeling of chasing, even losing a beagle. Long ago, I wrote a haiku about losing my beagle.

Beagle on a scent
Nose pressed to the ground until
The way home is lost.

Friday Fictioneers is a compilation of writers from around the world who gather online weekly, guided by Rochelle Wisoff-Fields. The challenge? To write a story in 100 words or less based on a new photo prompt.

Click HERE to read more stories in an online flash fiction anthology by the Friday Fictioneers.

Thank you to Björn Rudberg for this week’s very challenging photo prompt!

 

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24 Responses to Chasing Harry

  1. Dear Jan,

    Harry has captured my heart. I had a Beagle as a child. Her name was Ami, an odd personality, but memorable. Perhaps I’ll tell her story one day. “…the most irritating, beloved thing in my life.” Masterful! And the last line about knocked me off my chair. Great play on words, my friend.

    Holiday shalom to you and Steve,

    Rochelle

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  2. Iain Kelly says:

    Haha..beagle in a hatstack – nicely done 🙂

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  3. Dale says:

    That was a fun read, Jan. That last line… 🙂

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  4. Jelli says:

    Love the last line, and the story to go with! 🙂

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  5. Moon says:

    A very lovely story, Jan .
    I could feel all the emotions that one feels when one loses one’s child.
    Great writing.

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  6. Ha ha ha ha, what fun. Beagle in a haystack indeed!

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  7. rgayer55 says:

    I snickered at the last line. I loved the haiku also.
    I kept beagles for hunting dogs for several years. They had beautiful voices that echoes off the mountainsides as they chased a rabbit or deer. The last one’s name was Elvis. I’ll never forget him. Your story brought back some great memories.

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  8. Ha… love it… you got me laughing there in the end. so cute

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    • Jan Vanek says:

      I’m glad, Bjorn. I have to admit, I was concerned some people might not “get” it. 🙂 Thanks so much for the colorful, creativity-inspiring photo prompt. I’ve enjoyed reading the variety of takes on it. Happy New Year!

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  9. granonine says:

    Wonderful. Loved the ending.

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  10. Lynn Love says:

    Love that last line – made me smile! 🙂

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