She sits on the ridge overlooking the valley below. Still as silence, her ears pick up the tiniest rustling off to the left. Her nose twitches as she catches a slight smell of the nervous creature scuttling away from her.
Her ears twitch as she catches another sound, louder and less cautious than the small mouse she let get away. Her body tenses. Ready to leap or run, depending on whether the movement in front of her becomes prey or predator.
Crouching in the tall dry grass, she watches with intensity as a large shadow emerges from the bushes below. A human. She sniffs the air and catches a familiar scent. Her human. Is the human looking for her? Maybe.
She watches her human walk to a large rock and sits down. Suddenly she smells something heavenly. Food! Her human has food. How long has it been since she’s eaten? A long time. Her stomach gives off a small rumble. She is so hungry.
Cautiously she slinks toward the human, she doesn’t want to be spotted. Not yet. Not a sound she makes as she slowly gets nearer.
The human moves and she stops, shifting her body lower to the ground. Her muscles quiver with the effort to hold still. Her long tail behind her like a velvet rope, still.
Suddenly she hears a soft murmur. Her human, calling her name. She dares not move in case she’s spotted. Let the human call for her. She will respond when she’s ready, if at all. She hears her name once more, louder now. As if that will force her to move. No! She must be careful.
Once again she smells food, stronger now as she is closer. Ah, how nice it will be to eat once more. She must be strong. Slowly her foot moves forward. Then again. As if in slow motion her body slithers through the long grass toward the rock.
The human reaches down and places something on the rock next to them. A trick? To try to catch her unawares? Never! She is too smart for that. She stops and crouches down as the human moves slightly. The smell of whatever was left on the rock almost too much to bear.
She must have that food or she will perish! It’s been so long since she last ate! When was it? She tries to remember. She can’t think with that smell wafting down to her. She will have it. Now!
Her whole body starts to quiver. Her butt moving back and forth, her tail twitching. She must chance it. Human or no human she must have what smells so enticing! Her back-end moves faster, her legs tense, ready for the jump.
She springs! As she lands on the rock she has the piece of fish in her mouth within seconds. Ahhhh, such delicacy! Such flavors!
The human laughs. “Slow down! You just ate this morning, silly cat.”
Just some random silly stuff I’ve seen on the internet. Enjoy!
This is something I started a few weeks ago. It’s just a list of small pleasures for the day, hour, minute. Sometimes when I feel overwhelmed and frustrated it’s good to look for the small pleasures in life. There are always some…no matter how bad a day you’re having. Certain times that seem the toughest is when we should really look for those small pleasures. Today just seemed right for another list.
Feel free to make your own list. If you do link back and let me know as I would love to read them.
That’s my list for now. Could change later today. Who knows.
What would be on your list right now?
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I hope the start of your weekend is fantastic! I’m taking a small break from my edits to bring you this flash from the past.
Here’s a short story I wrote way back in October of 2012. I hope you enjoy it. 🙂
Yeah, I’m borrowing the title from Snoopy. He said I could. We’re close friends. Snoopy borrowed it from Sir Edward George Earle Bulwer-Lytton, and now there is a contest every year called
The contest uses the infamous phrase to showcase the worst extremes of this “purple prose”. It only uses one sentence, where I thought it would be fun to write a story with that title. I kind of doubt it will be scary, but in honor of Halloween, one of my favorite holidays, I thought I would borrow the phrase and see what happens.
I was home alone with my little dog Sam. The wind was howling through the trees, it almost sounded like moaning. Of course, that was just my imagination. Usually, storms don’t bother me. In fact, I love them. But this one seemed different. There was a feeling in the air, it was heavy, like a smelly wet blanket covering the whole house. We had lost the electricity an hour ago. But I had plenty of candles lit. I hate the dark, things happen in the dark that doesn’t happen in the light.
It wasn’t raining, not yet anyway. But the wind was blowing and the trees outside were hitting the side of the house. A steady bang, bang, bang. It was driving me crazy. I made a mental note to have the trees next to the house trimmed… soon.
The thunder could be heard rumbling over the wind. Every now and then the lightning would light up the house. Because of that and the candles, there were odd shadows flickering on the walls and ceilings. It would be a great night for Halloween. But that holiday was still a few weeks away.
I sat on the couch with Sam as close to my side as he could get. I liked the company, even if it was in the shape of a small dog. At least we had each other, and I wasn’t completely alone. I felt foolish. A grown woman afraid of the dark, but I couldn’t help myself. It was just that kind of night.
I heard a soft creak, like a footstep when the wind and thunder were silent for a few seconds. It sounded like it was in the house! Sam and I just froze for a second, I felt the poor little guy shiver in fright. I have to admit it scared me too!
I gathered my courage together, picked up one of the candles and decided to take a look around the house. Yeah, stupid I know. I mean, in all the scary movies one sees, the girl always goes looking around the dark house on her own and meets up with the boogie man!
This wasn’t a movie. I would rather meet up with the boogie man on my terms then sit on the couch and await my doom. So off we went to search the house. Sam was close on my heels, I guess he wasn’t willing to be alone either.
We did a quick survey of the main floor and saw nothing unusual. So I decided to take a look upstairs. I slowly started to climb the stairs as the candle flickered at each step. I tried to listen to anything beyond the wind but heard nothing strange.
So step by slow step I continued upwards. We got to the landing and I stopped to give another listen. Nothing. I took a step forward and immediately heard a creak and I knew it wasn’t me that made it.
I decided to keep moving forward. I had to find out if someone else was in the house with me. It was either that or go hide somewhere and wait for the boogie man to find me! Neither option was the greatest. So taking my courage in hand once more I continued forward. I slowly walked down the hall. The first room I came to was the bathroom. Taking a quick look inside I knew no one was there, and yes, I looked in the shower too!
Poor little Sam was with me every step of the way. I made myself a promise that I would give Sam some extra special dog cookies once we were over this night! He deserved them for keeping me company on this scary night.
Taking a deep breath, I continued to the next room. My bedroom door was closed like usual. I grabbed the door handle and slowly turned it. As I opened the bedroom door I heard it give a small screech, I never noticed that it needed oiling until now.
As I opened the door all the way and stepped inside the wind picked up in force and pushed the outside tree against the side of the house. The bang that followed made my heart jump and my hand holding the candle shake.
I walked into the room and took a quick look around as Sam stayed in the doorway. I saw nothing out of the ordinary and even got enough courage to throw the closet door open and take a look. Nothing. Whew!
My heart slowed down just a bit and I left to check the last room. An extra bedroom. That door too is usually closed, but I noticed soon enough that it was open a crack. My heart started to beat fast once more. I stood just outside the door wondering if I shouldn’t just turn and run. I took a deep silent breath as I put my hand against the door to push it open.
I gave it a slow push and took a quick look. I didn’t see anything so I took a step inside…then all hell broke loose!
There was an awful howl as two gray and white bodies streaked past me out the door. Sam gave a loud bark and took after them. Sam was yapping excitedly as I ran into the hallway just in time to see my two devil cats running hell-bent down the hall with Sam nipping at their tails!
Both cats raced toward the stairs and when the first one hit the curve before the stairs the second one almost ran him over. As their paws scrambled for footing they bounded down the stairs with the now brave Sam close on their butts!
I started running after Sam as fast as I could without putting out my candle. I heard a loud crash downstairs and wondered what piece of furniture was a victim of their flight. Then I heard yapping and hissing and thought I better get down there quick!
Managing to get down the stairs without tripping in my haste, I entered the living room just as the lights came back on.
I stood in the middle of the room and surveyed the damage. I blew out my candle and yelled at Sam to hush! He had the two devil cats Notwen and Pouncer cornered on top of the TV stand. I just had to laugh. One, because I felt so relieved that there wasn’t a boogie man in the house! Two, because Sam was so much smaller than either cat and he acted so proud that he got them hissing and cornered!
It took me a few minutes to get the animals calmed. Afterward, I just sat on my couch and laughed at myself. But, after that day, I make sure I always have plenty of candles in every room in the house. You know, just in case.
Today’s edition of ‘Sam and Me’ is for Evil Squirrels Second Annual Contest of Whatever!
ES says that the theme this year is games.
. The theme this year is games. I want some form of a game to be involved in your creation. Anything that involves competition between two or more participants is allowed… board games, sports, multiplayer video games, children’s activities… etc.
It also must have at least 2 different species of animals. So I thought who better than my world-famous Sam! Of course, I had to add that devilish duo The Cats, Notwen and Pouncer. They are always trying to outmaneuver each other. Silly things.
Hope this counts as a game ES!
(I also hope I win!!) 😉
Hello People! Hope your week is going great! If not, I hope it gets better.
Now for some question and answers courtesy of Cee, over at Cee’s photography. She does this every week and it’s a great way to find new blogger friends or find out more about old blogger friends. So why not pop over there and give it a look? Join us! Thanks.
Are you a hugger or a non-hugger?
I’m a bit of both I think. I’ll give you a hug if you hug me first, but I very rarely, if ever initiate it on my own. The introvert in me, I think. I love hugs. So come on, give me a hug!
What’s your favorite ice-cream flavor?
The few times a year I have ice cream I will usually go with something with nuts in it. I love Rocky Road, or mint chocolate chip, something along those lines.
Do you prefer exercising your mind or your body? How frequently do you do either?
I enjoy doing both. I have slacked on the physical exercising since I hurt my knee months ago. Now I’m just lazy and I need to get out of that. As for the mind, I do lots of puzzles, reading, quizzes, word games, that sort of thing to try to keep it sharp. Plus, I love the challenge. I do it for my mind every day. Now I got to get my body on board.
Are you more of a dog person or a cat person? Why?
Probably more of a dog person. Although I love cats too. I better, since I have two of them critters. But, Sam, my dog is my buddy. He’s a little character, with a sharp mind and he’s funny. All these people saying dogs don’t have characters, well, they haven’t met my Sam. 😉
Basically though, I’m an animal person. I love all kinds.
Bonus question: What are you grateful for from last week, and what are you looking forward to in the week coming up?
I usually don’t answer this question, as last year was a super tough one for me. This year is starting out so much better, and it’s early yet! I am grateful for friends far and wide who have helped me and have promised to help me in the future. You people are the best. If it wasn’t for you I don’t know how lonely I would be. I also want to thank all of you that have contributed to my fundraiser for a mattress and fridge. You have made this year start out awesome! I have a deep respect and love for all of you. Thank you so much. You have no idea how this will help. (If you are wondering about my fundraiser, please click the sleeping lady in my sidebar and it will take you to my fundraiser page and that explains it all. Thank you.)
I’m looking forward to more writing this year and better sleep!
Merry Christmas Eve or Christmas Day, depending on which half of the world you are in. Hope everyone has a wonderful holiday.
Here in my world, it’s only Christmas Eve, but me and Sam and the two cats want to wish you the best holiday season!
**click on comic to enlarge**
Also, I want to say a big warm thank you to all of you who participated in The Great Christmas Card Exchange! It’s been so gratifying to see how many of you appreciate the real paper cards. I enjoyed it so much! There was only one mishap where a card was returned, but it will be straightened out after Christmas. So I call that a big WIN!
Here is a picture of my door of holiday cheer! Big Christmas hugs to all of you! I’ve had a big smile on my face for days now when I see all the outpouring of love and affection in each card I received. I do so hope you all felt the same when you got mine! Because it was in every word I wrote! Hope to see all of you and many more next year! May light and love be yours from my house to yours!
What’s the most favorite part of Christmas for you?
Good morning People! Hope your weekend is off to a great start!
Earlier this week at my house we had a wee mouse problem. Notwen, my male cat caught a mouse and decided to play with it in my office. While he was playing with it, the mouse got loose and ran inside the motor compartment of my treadmill. That’s when the debacle began.
First I had to take the motor cover off the treadmill, hoping all the while the mouse didn’t decide I looked like a better place to hide. Sam meantime is trying to get the mouse for all his little heart would let him. The cats? Sleeping.
I got the cover off the motor and sure enough there was the mouse! It made a run for it with Sam on its long tail!! All over my room!! With me ‘ekking’!! The cats? Sleeping.
I have a small bookcase against one wall and the mouse made a run for it! Sure enough it got under it with Sam close behind him. So there I was, wondering how to get the mouse from under the bookcase without having to unload the many, many books on it! My knee was killing me, my tooth hurt and Sam was going nuts! The cats? Sleeping.
So I had this long metal rod, told Sam to keep a sharp eye out and swept the rod under the bookcase. All the time hoping once again the mouse didn’t decide to run straight to me, because people, me with a bum knee, I wasn’t moving too fast. This was after a rest in my chair drinking some cold water and listening to Sam snuff and sniff under the bookcase. The cats? Sleeping.
So I get down on the floor, groaning and moaning because I’m old and my knee hurt like hell. Sam is standing at the ready and I sweep that metal rod under the bookcase. I at least was smart enough to sweep it to the side away from me. Out comes that long-tailed little rodent as fast as his legs could go! Straight toward the treadmill again! Sam right behind him and this time Sam caught him!! Yea Sam!! The cats? Sleeping.
I yell at Sam to drop it! He drops it and I give it a hard rap with the metal rod. It’s dead. I’m huffing and puffing like I just ran 10 miles. Sam is looking at me like, “Mom can I eat it now??” The cats? Finally woke up and sauntered in for a bored look.
I yell at Sam not to eat the damn mouse! He looks hurt. I grab a bag to sweep the now dead mouse in, hoping it really is dead and not going to get up and run up my leg. The cats? Laying down watching us like we were weird……yawning.
I manage to push the dead mouse into the bag and close the bag, all the while Sam is looking like I stole his favorite chew toy. The cats? Sleeping…..again.
I hobble out to the kitchen, put the bag with the dead mouse in the trash bag, tie close the trash bag and hobble it out to the dumpster. Sam following my every footstep, wanting his new toy back. The cats? SLEEPING!!!!!
So I of course had to make a Sam and Me comic out of it. Enjoy.
**Please click on comic to make it larger**
Eight pounds of funny character
Sam is a force to be accounted for
Black and white bundle of love
He fits in my life just like a glove
Toys he has, but doesn’t like to share
The cats look at that like a dare
They steal his food and his play things
Until he gets mad and then what a fling!
Sam chases them off, till the next time
He waits patiently, while they plot their crime
Get along, please?
I followed (or tried to) the prompt for today at the NaPoWriMo’s website:
Today’s prompt is the curtal sonnet, a fourteen line sonnet. It has a first stanza of six lines, followed by a second stanza of four, and then closes with a half-line. The form was invented in the 1800s by Gerard Manley Hopkins, who used it in his famous poem “Pied Beauty”. So for today, I challenge you to give the curtal sonnet a whirl. It doesn’t need to rhyme — though it can if you like — and feel free to branch out beyond iambic pentameter. Happy writing!
Today’s poem I have tried to follow the NaPoWriMo website’s prompt. As I have no idea what I am doing half the time, I sure hope this works.
Today, I challenge you to write a poem in Terza Rima. This form was invented by Dante, and used in The Divine Comedy. It consists of three-line stanzas, with a “chained” rhyme scheme. The first stanza is ABA, the second is BCB, the third is CDC, and so on. No particular meter is necessary, but English poets have tended to default to iambic pentameter (iambic pentameter is like the Microsoft Windows of English poetry). One common way of ending a Terza rima poem is with a single line standing on its own, rhyming with the middle line of the preceding three-line stanza.
Once in a barn, in a pile of hay, sat two kittens
Brother and sister, twins I was sure
I knew I had to have them, I was truly smitten
I’ll take them both I said to mother cat
And give them lots of love and care
She stared at me, flicked her tail and sat
I bought them treats and a place to climb
Then took them home with me
Two little furry bundles, kitty love is so sublime
A few days later I gave them names
To fit their different kitty natures
As they slept and played their kitten games
The male was Notwen, the female Pouncer
So much alike, so different in ways
Playing and tumbling, he could never trounce her
They are years older now, still together
They don’t play as much, but still
Where one is the other, always in fetter
So glad I got those two kittens whom I fell for against my will
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