A Winter Day
He stood there holding his snow shovel. he had just finished clearing their driveway. he sighed happily as he looked over the odd piles of snow, and the icicle laden trees. he loved winter.
1 : BlindSighted
He was already finished the tomato flavored chicken that he'd shoveled on his plate. she was really good at making fun of coworkers, he had noticed. not complaining, of course, she wasn't that kind of creature.
A New Dawn [Ch. 1]
I was standing in the middle of my driveway, trying to shovel the snow away. i finally clear the concrete of that awful snow, only to slip on a patch of ice. _a whoop and a crash later,_ i'm on my back, and i'm seeing stars.
At the lake
The young wolf tugged on the leash to get to the sand and his grandfather took toys plastic buckets and shovels. he then took fiona and him to the sand box, leashed them to a nearby pole and returned to the bench to cuddle with his wife.
Lonely Oak Chapter 47
"sounds like fun, i brought some buckets and shovels...well, mom _made_ me bring them." they stood, heading back toward the dry sand, past the line of dead seaweed that was now being cleaned up.
A Spooky Halloween
My first halloween story and boy was it fun, hopes you like it and remember to rad and review pweese casper giggled excitedly as he quickly shoveled down his dinner. it was halloween night and casper was super excited to go trick-or-treating.
Jay Fox - Chapter Five - It's One Thing After Another
The once again confused fox gets off the lounge and sits opposite merin, picking up his fork he starts shovelling the food in front of him into his muzzle, "thanks merin".
Beyond the Backline
I took out a small shovel i had tucked into my old, white hoodie pocket, one of those tiny hand shovels that you can find at a gardening store, and stuck it in the dirt.
Red Moon: Wolves of Stalingrad Pt. 1
Most streets had trenches that were dug out by shovel to let people pass through without being exposed and those that didn't have trenches were left like that because snipers killed anyone who began to dig.
The Giggling Loon
Gig'ling loon, a gibbous moon, and on the wind a crying croon— a dogged tramp, a dreary lamp, and cemetery freshly damp— a prying bar, a spent cigar, and twitching paws as black as tar— a blackened spade, a sound betrayed, as loosened earth met shovel's
Tne new dinosaur (part 2)
I decided to transplant a palm tree into the enclosure, so i take my shovel and pick a small palm tree, about three feet tall and dig around it until i can lift it out.
Vanguards of the mine
Shtaka and artana, the sappers, being equipped with a bag of wall mines, an arming stick, a tool harness, a trench shovel and a mining helmet.