January 18, 2018, prompt: In 99 words (no more, no less) write a story that includes boots. Whose boots are they, where do they go and what is their significance? Go where the prompt leads.
Uncles Des threw his old boots down his back yard. Over the years there were a great number of boots scattered about.
He said his life savings were inside one of them and with the randomness of his boots lying about and his money hungry relos sniffing about looking for his savings he kept an eye on his yard, as did his faithful hound Savage.
You couldn’t get into the yard unless you found a way past the dog.
Des laughed at the methods used by his kin, but Des knew where his loot was and they never would.
Written for: https://carrotranch.com/2018/01/19/january-18-flash-fiction-challenge/
Morpethroad 
Ha! Love this. Thank you for the “ideas” of what to do with my wealth… First, I gotta get me a dog
Always a handy acquisition especially if you have your wealth in the back yard.
LOL. Good story. Greedy relatives but money tends to bring that out in people.
Thanks so much Irene
Let’s hope Uncle Des never loses his memory. And that Savage never decides the boots make good chew toys 😀
There could be trouble Lyn. Hope you are staying cool.
Much better now – 24. Not looking forward to Monday 😦
36 here today
Yes Monday will be tough. Take care.
You too, Michael.
Imagine what could be found in a pair of dusty old boots favoured by a relative? Makes me think of my grandmother’s hall closet, she use to always go in there to get spare money. I never knew where she stashed it, haha. Great post.
Thanks so much. My son worked at an op shop and was going through some boots one day and found $10,000 stashed in a pair of old boots. It does happen. And no he didn’t get to keep his find.
Haha, that it pretty funny and a bit shocking too!
Reminded me of times scratching around old cellar holes and there’d still be old leather boots around. Didn’t think to look for treasure within them.
I so wish I had enough money for me to get money-hungry relatives 🙂
What a character Uncle Des is! He and hound must enjoy this sport. I recall some ranchers out in Nevada hanging out old boots on fence posts. I don’t think there was money in any though. Fun flash, Michael!
Hi Charli, it was a fun write, I remembered a story I read many years ago about an old man who did just that, how he remembered which boot he had his money in mystified everyone.
Maybe he had a way to keep track of it. Fun to give life to those quirky stories we catch.
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