Category Archives: pets

invisible ink

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The pages are still blank, but there is a miraculous feeling of the words being there, written in invisible ink and clamoring to become visible.

    -Vladimir Nabokov


So how was your weekend? Didja get your Christmas cards done? Watch some football? Watch the rain or the snow or the small animals out foraging for noms (goodies)? It’s all good.

I was just surfing around some Google results a moment ago and saw this: “Atheists who will take in your pets after The Rapture.” Wow. I didn’t follow the link, because I’d rather just ponder that for a minute.

First of all, every pet I’ve ever had was a better Christian than I am, so I’m not buying the premise of them getting left behind. Next metaphysical speedbump please.

I had a pretty good weekend I guess. Saturday was rainy, which was wonderful. I got a lot done over the 2 days. Christmas lights are up on the condo.


OK, that was last year, but not as far as you know.

I played around with some software over the weekend, which is a lot of fun. This time it was mostly MS Word. Sure I’ve been using it for years, professionally. But it’s one of those programs that’s so layered and intense that you can always learn something new, or find some things you want to tinker with.

Went to the gym twice. We have a nice gym here in Carpinteria. Just the right size for the town, and today it was practically deserted, which is always nice.

I did some writing and totally reorganized the files for my novel. Draft 5 now has 33 chapters and over 100,000 words, all nice and orderly. Then I started a story for children. First effort in that genre. It’s called Jasper’s Rainy Day, and it’s about a little dog who accidentally escapes from his yard on a blustery day, and the adventures he has. It’s pretty fun writing, because it really makes you focus on simple declarative sentences.

 Jasper doesn’t mind the rain, because he has his own little raincoat. It is blue with a white stripe down the side. His mommy puts it on Jasper before he goes outside. It keeps him dry. It keeps his fluffy fuzzy white hair clean.


See? … See ya.

surprise!

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I know, I haven’t been blogging much lately. It’s the time of year. I’m cocooning ruminating. Plus I’m trying to work on the novel when I have time. Plus I posted a poem the other day which met with unmitigated indifference, and that’s cool: maybe you guys are cocooning ruminating too, huh?

Here, you can haz surprised kitteh. No charges.

The Wurlitzer Prize

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“I humbly and gratefully accept the Nobel Prize in Physics, the recognition, the honor, the plaque, the trophy, the discount coupons, the windbreaker, the keychain, the bumper sticker, the Alfred Nobel bobblehead and the generous cash award which, if I may, I would like to receive in twenties and fifties.”

They Oughta Give Me The Wurlitzer Prize | CommonDreams.org

Really good stuff, Maynard. Funny, is my point. And there’s a dog in it.

Jasper

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Here’s my new little friend Jasper. He’s staying with my folks for a few days while his person is out of town. He’s a sweet, friendly little dog. Likes to play. Not big on walks, but I think that’s because he’s a little anxious about his Mama being away, and a new neighborhood is just more than he wants to process right now.

It’s a lot of fun for me to have a little dog to play with, and Jasper seems to like me pretty well, for a temp in the play and cuddle department. But he’s definitely aware of his owner’s absence, and I’m aware of others not present too.  But hey, more will be revealed.

Small wheel turn by the fire and rod
Big wheel turn by the grace of God
Everytime that wheel turn round
bound to cover just a little more ground

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rainbow day

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I posted a couple of doggie related things on the blog today. There’s a reason. Today is the fourth anniversary of the day my Tasha went on to wait for me in a clearing up the road. Some say beside a rainbow bridge, where the pets wait for their people to catch up.

If you don’t know Tasha, you can meet her here.

Tasha was my best friend and sidekick for 14 years, and I still miss her very much.

Be patient, little friend. I’m coming, by and by.