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Monday, December 6, 2010

No Wake Zone.......

"Quiet, please, " I said.    "She's still sleeping."
"All she does is sleep," she replied.
"That's not true," I said.   "All those other times, she's just napping."
"Like a power nap?" she asked.
"Exactly," I said.   "She needs her strength to really sleep."


Monday, November 15, 2010


"What were you doing in the forest?" she asked.
"Oh, just leaving a note," I replied.
"A note in the woods? " she questioned.
And she followed that with, "Was it a big red note, by chance?"
"As a matter of fact, it was big and red," I said.
Seems she got my message.


Wednesday, October 27, 2010


"No," she said, "it does not exist."
"Yes it does," I countered. "I've seen the blue leaves."
I tried to explain, that strange science stuff about the
gemstones in the soill, the tree roots taking up the
blue color and producing those blue leaves.
But she was insistent.
I showed her the picture.
"You just photo-shopped that!" she cried.
"No I didn't," I said. "It's a real Lapis Lazuli Tree!!"


Monday, October 4, 2010

At the 9th Hole......

"Pine trees do not eat golf balls," she said.
I didn't want to argue, so I moved on.
"Sand is alive," I said, "That's how it works against you."
She just looked off to the side and replied,
"It's just an expensive way of playing marbles, anyway."


Thursday, September 9, 2010


"How long can we stay?" she asked.
"Maybe 'till the cows home," I suggested.
"When is that exactly?" she queried.
"Oh, certainly well past your bedtime," I responded.
She looked out over the field and the questions stopped.


Thursday, August 12, 2010


"Did you see the hawk again?" I asked.
"Yes," she replied.
"Where exactly?" I said, planning to track these sightings.
"Oh, here and there," was her answer.
"You know, here, and then, there or thereabouts" she added.
"Not really close to the GPS coordinates I need," I thought to myself.
"Absolutely," she said, having apparently read my mind.


Friday, July 2, 2010


"Go ahead," I suggested, "just say it slowly."
"No, I can't," she replied. "It sounds so silly."
"That's the point," I suggested, "no matter how silly."
"She knows her name.    Say it slowly and she will come."
Then I thought, "Or she might charge.  Maybe run you down."
"But can she cross that space to here that quickly?" I asked.
Getting no response, I turned and found myself alone.


Thursday, June 3, 2010


"Why do they both have the same name??" she inquired.
"That way, there's no confusion," I answered,
"and besides, these Belted Galloways don't recognize
the name itself, but the sound and the noise you make."
Oreo cookie cows grazing in a field in Rockport, ME.
Just makes you start talking crazy talk anyway.


Friday, May 21, 2010


"Then who did it?" she asked.
"Certainly not the geese," I replied,
"Tho they have been there awhile."
"That would take a lot of geese," she
estimated, "an awful, awful lot."
"Heh, the geese we see are only the
tip of the iceberg," I said, "but still,
at least they piled it up nicely."


Sunday, May 9, 2010

Tied Up.......

"We can meet later," she said, hurriedly.
"I'm just really tied up right now."
And just like that, the connection was dial-tone.
I'm thinking it would have sounded better
as an email and not a phone call.
An email ending with a dial-tone sound.
I'm working on it. I've dropped everything else.


Monday, April 19, 2010

In the Shadows........

"There's no such thing" she insisted.
"Just because you haven't seen one,"
I countered, "doesn't mean they don't exist."
"They look just like regular owls," I said,
"except for their beaks, which look really weird."
Vampire owls.  The new screech in the night.


Thursday, April 1, 2010

Easter Island....

"No, they're not big stone rabbits, silly," she said with a smirk.
"Yes they are," I replied, "Theo sent me a postcard!!!"
"I would have seen it on the web, or least in a TV documentary
if that was the case," she reaffirmed in her especially annoying way.
"It's the kind of thing they do not want the general public to know,"
I countered, as I handed her the picture postcard (see below).
She glanced at the card, then quickly tore it to shreds and stomped off.
"Ahhh, alone at last," I thought to myself, "almost like on an island."


Thursday, March 4, 2010

Bump In The Road........

"We're not going to get there any time soon,"
she growled, "Not at this slow pace."
"Faster, faster, pick up the speed," she yelled.
I could see the road ahead, the upcoming bump.
Her attention was directed solely at me.
I kept quiet.   And increased the speed.
Up, over the bump we went.
Her head hit the roof of our car.
She said something, but I was laughing too hard to hear.


Friday, February 12, 2010

TIN CAT........

She started slowly to sing,
"Love me tender, love me true,
dooby, dooby, doo....."
I mentioned "That's two different tunes....,"
Just her eyes turned towards me.  A glare.
I felt like a tin cat.
You know what I mean...a tin cat.
Like when a real cat looks that way at a person,
a straightforward ".....accept your irrelevance, human."


Monday, February 1, 2010


"You heard what I said," she responded.
I still wasn't sure, why a duck?
"Don't ever step on a quack" she cried.
"What the duck" I replied.
Suddenly, I understood.


Monday, January 4, 2010

Nail it......

"Can't it wait until spring," I asked.
"No, no, no" she said.   Three times no.
I don't like ladders, especially in the
wind & snow of winter.   I tried to be sweet.
"And don't call me sugar" she yelled.
I thought we were badly paraphrasing lines
from the old movie, but she was quoting.
I went for the ladder and the hammer.
I decided better to nail this one now.