Oh wow! Is that a cat? That clump of fur over there -- that long tail I see twitching? Can I chase it? Huh, Master? Just for a minute? Oh, heaven! Please say I can, Master. Cats are so much fun to chase – better yet if they go up a tree. I keep them up there ever so long glaring and squabbling, but terrified to come down. Oh joy! Do I ever love that! Bark, bark, bark – nya nya nya. Disgusting, hissy things! Say yes, Master, let me go! I'll chase that cat clear into the next valley. Or if it leaps on the fence I'll hurl myself at it with my most ferocious growls. Oh, wow! Will that ever be fun! Can I, huh? Can I? Master, please let me chase it! Awww… It disappeared.
the girl’s new pup
a floor-mop size whirlwind
tempest in a teapot
Good morning everyone. The Ragtag Daily Prompt this morning CALM — which is the weather we’re having this morning. The calm before the snow we’re supposed to get this afternoon.
The Word of the Day prompt is QUEST — which is what I’ve been on.
You see, I’d just written a book review on Amazon and was ready to do the concluding sentence and an edit, but wondered if the author’s name ended with a T or a D. Well, somehow in my “quick-click-to-check” quest, I lost my multi-paragraph review, crafted so painstakingly, etc. 😦
ARRGH! Not so calmly, I searched through my browsing HISTORY, but my words had truly disappeared. So now that I’ve just spent an hour reviewing a book on Amazon, I’m going to post that, adding a few details, in lieu of writing anything else. I hope you all like dogs, as this couple had over thirty in their home at various times.
DOGTRIPPING by David Rosenfelt (with a T) is a long and winding account, but interesting overall.
As an animal lover, I enjoyed reading about this couple’s efforts to save dogs. Different times the writer touches on the sad fact that there are so many more dogs waiting for homes than people to adopt them; so many of these are finally put down. The same couple be said of cats. The Rosenfelts were especially interested in golden retrievers, but took in dogs of mixed breeds as well, usually animals in need of special care, and gave them a happy ending.
Though the book is about the move to Maine, the writer spends a lot of time on the buildup, hopping back and forth between arranging their move and describing the dogs they’ve rescue, their home setup, the people and rescue groups he’s met along the way, the special folks volunteering to make the trip with them. It gets long but I found it all interesting, though not exactly “intriguing” or “compelling.”
I commend him for the way he appreciates and praises his wife, Debbie, who can’t resist bringing home yet another unwanted dog — or two or three — if she ever visits a shelter. For the most part his self-depreciating humor and metaphors are amusing but I feel his wise-cracks about his helplessness on the journey are overdone; it sounds like everyone else worked and he staggered along behind — likely not true.
I’m glad the actual move came off so smoothly, without the disasters he was anticipating. I wish them and their pets an long and happy life in their new home, but their move to ME will bring tears to animal shelter workers in CA. Shelter workers in that area undoubtedly had the Rosenfelts’ phone number on their speed dials. 😉
wanders down a strange road
listening for hope
I once saw a dog run at top speed and totally exhaust itself trying to catch up to the car that dumped it on a country road. Thankfully, dogs have become valuable and dog owners have become more responsible through the years, so this scenario doesn’t happen much anymore. Hopefully the day will come when no pets will be abandoned in a hostile environment to survive however they can.
If you enjoy haiku, why not take a minute to check out
one of the online journals like The Heron’s Nest,
where you will find many fine and inspiring verses.
I came across this quote awhile ago and it gave me a chuckle: