A/N: Hello, All.
Well, I've been meaning to start a Sherlock Holmes drabble series for a while now... and what better day to start than Febuary 21st (2/21)?
Now a quick note... I am familair with the fact that Toby is a Spaniel-X-Lurcher (Greyhound-X-Retriever/Sheepdog/Collie) mix. However, I was introduced to Holmes through Disney's The Great Mouse Detective... And Toby has been pictured as a Basset Hound in my mind ever since. So, in honor of my Holmesian roots (And of GMD, since it is actually 2/21/12, representing Basil's address, 221-1/2b), that is how he will be written in my first chapter.
Sherlock Holmes slowly drew the bow across the strings of his violin, testing the sound of the next note in his latest composition. He had been working on it nigh constantly since the end of his last case, which, I suppose, was a better distraction with which to consume his time than patriotically 'decorating' the walls of our flat.
Aaaaroooooooooooooo...
Holmes winced and glared down at the happily panting, furry lump by the hearth. He slowly returned to his composition in silence, watching the hound out of the corner of his eye.
Aaaaraaarrrooooooo...
"Toby." the detective scolded, frowning.
Aaawoooooo...
Holmes lowered his violin, frustrated. "Toby..."
The young hound tilted his head, giving his master a deceptively innocent, canine grin.
Holmes hazarded another note.
Arrroooowooo...
"Watson?" Holmes sighed, turning to me with a pleading expression.
"Yes, Holmes?"
"Could you, please, do something?"
I walked over to Toby and gently pet his ears. "You know, Holmes," I began. "Dogs are said to have excellent hearing..."
Holmes blinked.
"With ears as big as his, Toby must have quite an acute sense of tone..."
Holmes raised an eyebrow. "Yes, Watson?"
I faced my flatmate, trying to keep a straight face as I spoke. "Perhaps, Holmes, Toby is simply trying to tell you that a sudden, high E doesn't fit well with the rest of your work."
A/N: Hmm... 221 words... how perfect. :)
My best friend's dog inspired this, as he always howls like that when she practices her Violin.
Also, bits of inspiration are always welcome, so if you have a promt or idea you'd like to send me, feel free. I may not write everything, but I'm always open to your suggestions.