Two Dogs Monty: Easy to read, hilarious story of a lad falling in love, two crazy dogs, and a bizarre gang of criminals. (Two Dogs Monty Series Book 1) by Bill Day

Author:Bill Day [Day, Bill]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9780645042405
Publisher: Self published by author.
Published: 2021-02-20T22:00:00+00:00

18

Squid Wars

Mandy motors a short distance clear of the breakers. She cuts the engine over a bed of seagrass. Fingers, Lucky, and Muscles uncoil some coloured jigs on hand lines and drop them over the side. The jigs don’t have hooks, rather just a circle of backward-facing sharp pins. As Penelope drifts along on the light breeze they jerk the line so the jigs move up and down in the water. Fingers’ line tightens and he gently pulls it in, hand over hand. Muscles’ and Lucky’s line tightens and they pull in steadily as well.

“Hey Monty, come and look at this.”

I stand behind them and watch as they ease the line in. I can see the three squid coming to the surface. They are translucent, brown spotted with big eyes. The eyes of the first squid seem to stare at me. As it breaks the water the squid shoots a jet of black slimy liquid straight onto my chest. My shirt is covered in black slime. It drips down my front and runs down my legs. I stand in shock. I look back to the water just in time for the second squid to unload. I duck and the jet hits my hat. The brim fills and drips slime slowly down the back of my neck. It’s cold and I involuntarily hunch my shoulders. These two attacks were the distraction. The third squid breaks the surface and erupts a monstrous jet of ink straight into my face. I cry out in surprise and stand, blindly dripping slime onto the deck.

Lucky, Muscles, and Fingers fall on the floor and giggle like kids reading Hustler magazine. Sarah and Jessica join in. Only Mandy keeps her composure, confining her mirth to a smile.

“You wankers!” I bubble through a mouthful of slime. “I’ll get you. Don’t ever relax you bastards!” Their laughter doubles.

I wipe my eyes clean and grab a squid line. With vengeance in mind, I lower it over the side. It drifts down towards the seagrass. After thirty seconds it tightens. I pull it in gently. As the squid comes to the surface, I angle it towards Lucky. Nothing happens. I have caught a dud squid. I pull the squid over the gunnel and hold it up. It hangs from the jig. I have no idea what to do with it.

I look around and see a black stained bucket. It has an equally stained lid. My squid is getting agitated. I can see its tentacles writhing and fins vibrating. I carry it to the bucket, lift the lid, and lower it down.

Now what? The squid clings to the jig. There seems no practical way to get it off. I give the line a little jerk but the squid sticks fast. I look down into the bucket just as the squid decides it’s had enough. It unloads ink straight into my face. Enough is enough. Enraged I drop the whole arrangement, squid, jig, and line, into the bucket and spin around in frustration. There are howls of delirium all around me.

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