The look in the tiger’s eyes was one of absolute delight. Millie had just woken up to find that over night her world had been covered with a thick, soft covering of white.
“Snow!” she cried. “My very first snow! Oh, it so beautiful, so white, so sparkling! I love it. I love. I love it!” and off she went prancing and dancing and jumping and turning somersaults all over the clearing.
Her Mother watched Millie playing in the snow and smiled one of those knowing smiles that all Mothers seem to have. “Be careful, Millie,” she called as Millie headed down to the pond for a drink, “It may be slippery.”
Too late. Millie lost her balance and was soon sliding headlong down the hill. When she reached the pond she kept going as the water around the shore had frozen. But once she was a little way out on the ice it gave way beneath her and Millie was in the freezing water. Lucky for Millie she was a very good swimmer and her tiger fur kept her warm.
“I’m O.K., Mom.” she called climbing out “That was so much fun I think I’ll try it again.”
Lonnie Rumney lives in Muskoka, Ontario - cottage country and tells us that, "we do get a lot of snow and the ponds and lakes freeze in the winter. I am a beginning writer and enjoy entering your contests as they give me a chance to create short stories and exercise my imagination."
© 2007 Lonnie Rumney. Original for CCF (Rumney grants CCF first electronic rights for one month; CCF may archive the material indefinitely and include it in an eBook anthology).