Cottage For Sale – Part 4
“We were so proud of the kids.” “The way they trained those mice was nothing short of amazing and soon after we got them the mice were going everywhere with the kids. They… Continue reading
Category Archive: Animals
Cottage For Sale – Part 3
“At first we had a dog.” “I got her as a puppy from the pound when Billy was a year old. It was a mixed breed but looked a lot like a midget collie… Continue reading
Cottage For Sale – Part 2
“Well,” I say, “I’m getting on in years and…” “Just a sec Gramps, I want to put this on speaker phone so my wife can hear it first hand.” I hear a faint… Continue reading
Cottage For Sale – Part 1
“Why are you selling?” The tinny voice came disembodied down miles of telephone line to my ear. Do I tell them the truth and admit that I’ve been driven from the area by… Continue reading
Sharing the happiment
“Our Mom is gone, what will we do?” the woe-begotten little zoo complained to Dad who simply said “I’ll make you all a splendid bed!” Dad needed one to sleep on, too, and… Continue reading
Poetry war: New Year Celebration Reminder
Fireworks frighten unsuspecting feline ears. Love the year gently. Just a reminder that the new year is going to roll around whether we welcome it loudly–or sleep through an invisible demarcation line decided… Continue reading
POETRY WAR: If I Had…
I think I see a human! She’s looking at me weird at least it’s not the garden one, the guy who fixed the fence and digs the dirt and wears a beard. .… Continue reading
POETRY WAR: Positively reticent
An elephant is relevant and ultimately confident when he is in his element and not within a zoo. . The human is irrelevant a city-dwelling occupant who locks himself inside cement within his… Continue reading
Poetry Wars—Who Runs This Place!
The winds within do make me spin from dogs that bark and cats that hiss at who knows what? I only guess. My life is one big happy mess. . Yes, I complain… Continue reading
Poetry War – I Live In A Zoo
Sorry to hear about your fuzzy kitty. I love all animals so the idea that one doesn’t feel well makes me feel sad. I know you live in something of a menagerie of… Continue reading