Dingo Dog
I’m not in the mood to write much today. My Carolina Dingo mutt always loved to lay by the bathroom door. I’ve had to open it 2 feet away and step over him… Continue reading
I’m not in the mood to write much today. My Carolina Dingo mutt always loved to lay by the bathroom door. I’ve had to open it 2 feet away and step over him… Continue reading
I actually started this on Friday. Now, it’s Monday, and I lost the original draft. How did that happen? Hell if I know. Add it to the list of bad stuff that has… Continue reading
When I began to write this on a Sunday morning, it was a chilly 66F in Florida(18.9C for everyone else in the world). Now, it’s Tuesday and 64F. I hate winter. The dogs… Continue reading
June 3, 2021, prompt: In 99 words (no more, no less), write a story being leashed. Is it literal or metaphorical? Who or what is leashed. How does it set the tone? Go… Continue reading
My desire to write, as of late, is in the toilet: I’m flushed with ideas, none of them worth a…feces. Poetry: Roses are red Violets are blue All of my poems belong in… Continue reading
Another week of non-stop fun in the writer’s den. …what day is it? Ah, yes. It’s “the cat is trying to sabotage my computer again” day. After that, it’s time to drink… Continue reading
I’m told that strong women never complain. However, some of us are too ornery to die, so we write sarcastic posts about our ridiculous 1st world problems. Me, last week: Trying to… Continue reading
Over the years, I’ve taken pictures of my beloved 4-footed family. In these turbulent political times, let’s take a few minutes to appreciate a bit of love and humor. All have been published… Continue reading
Some days, my brain is swimming in the shallow waters of the thought spectrum. Today is one of those days. If you’re a Star Trek fan, you’ll understand this one: Life is like… Continue reading