Monday, October 29, 2012

When Does Bird Mean Camel?

I made a mistake. A big one. One that I probably didn't learn from but that I doubt I will make again.

My teacher - we will call her Alesha just for brevity - assigned a research project on the animal kingdom in September. I proudly handed mine in early, got home, and realized that my pride was short lived. Instead of putting the word camel, I had put the word bird.

Who does that?

Apparently me, on days when there is only half a brain cell still active after a long day.

The next morning I went to Alesha and advised her that anytime she saw the word bird she needed to think of a camel.

Thankfully she is incredibly understanding. I have no idea how - or why - she puts up with me.

Really though, bird instead of camel? Who does that?

The weirdest thing about the whole issue? My project was actually on the moose...

Sunday, October 28, 2012

#SixSunday - Desolation - Episode 13: Where Death Walks

I think I wrote more this week than I have in a long time. It was funny because one minute I was sitting on the bus heading to school, and the next I had pen in hand and was murdering a character. She was a pretty big deal and I was shocked that it happened. I hoped that I could force them to change their minds but it seems as though she was voted off the island... At least it freed up some space for new characters in my head.

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There was something off about the feel of the house when I unlocked the door. I knew as I stepped in that my private sanctum had been violated. I felt it in the hairs pricking on the back of my neck. It was in the very energy of the house. Somehow I knew that death had walked here.

I saw the movement from the corner of my eye.

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On to dog parks, cleaning and studying; all of which have been neglected this week due to work and classes.

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KSJ

Sunday, October 21, 2012

#SixSunday - Desolation - Episode 12: It Came From Inside The Garage

I am still having issues with tomorrow being Monday. I've had an extended weekend - I blew off school on Friday and booked the weekend off work. It's not like I caught up on sleep or anything, the puppy still likes his early morning wake up calls, but it was a good idea, in theory...

Background:

Andie has just found a stowaway in her garage. This 'stowaway' happens to be a puppy that her son Jeremy found locked in a cage. So he did what he thought was right. He stole it, brought it home, stashed it in the garage and fed it Oreo cookies. He also called it Sneaky and 'forgot' to mention it to mom and dad.

Oooops.

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James was supposed to discuss the reality of taking on the furball with his son. When I had called him at work and told him about 'Sneaky' his first response had been to laugh.

James was about to be duped by his only child's stolen pet, I thought, unsure of where to go from there. There was no way we could keep a puppy.

But Jeremy had been through so much in his five short years. I felt myself slipping, starting to sympathize with the boy who dognapped puppies.

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Have a great Sunday!

KSJ


Saturday, October 20, 2012

Flint Versus The Sock



My fabulous puppy ate a sock last night.

Yes, a sock. A white-ish sports sock that he liberated from the floor of my niece's bedroom.

And yes, he ate it. I'm not talking a shred job. I'm talking part of the digestive process.

How does this happen? It was hanging out of his mouth one minute, all in his mouth the next. And then it was gone and he was licking his lips.

I phoned my sister to spazz. I lost my four year old Akita to cancer over the summer so I'm a little over protective. I phoned her and lamented over this sock's life cycle. It was a disgustingly smelly sock, I told her, and I wondered how close it was to naturally degrading due to the malodorous stench contained in the fibers. She assured me that it was probably pretty close, since she hadn't actually bought my niece any white sports socks that she could recall. If it had been grey, she advised, she would be much more concerned for the health of his digestive tract.

I supposed all we could do was wait for nature to take it's course, and hope that it did. Meanwhile, I would be scrutinizing every bowel movement my pup took while I waited for the sock to emerge. Earlier today, though, he appeared with a sock that clearly teleported from his stomach - clean and dry, I might add! - to play 'keep away' with me.

It's not yet clear if this is the same sock or another sock. How many freaking filthy white sport socks does one twelve-year old have? For anyone wondering though, he is eating, drinking, pooping, and has a vet appointment booked.

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KSJ

 
Flint the sock killer.

Sunday, October 14, 2012

#SixSunday - Desolation - Episode 11: Attack of the Coffeeless

If tomorrow wasn't Monday I would be much happier about today being Sunday.

I'm just saying...

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I pretended to look horrified. “I could not survive without a continual supply of coffee. How could you even suggest that I go without? Do I look like a zombie?”
At least her laugh was genuine this time. “Well... If you want an honest answer... Sometimes you do, Andie.” 
She winked and I glared at her until we had pulled into my drive. 
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Sunday, October 7, 2012

#SixSunday - Desolation - Episode 10: You Did What?

Happy Thanksgiving!

This weeks six is between mama and son, and the little guy is in some hot water.

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When he didn’t answer my panic ratcheted up another few notches.
“Jeremy,” I tried to keep my voice even. “Where by the school did you find this little guy?”
“By the bridge,” he answered slowly, wringing his hands.
Jeremy thought he knew how I felt about him leaving the school yard, but truth be told, he hadn’t the slightest clue until he admitted to me that he had left it. If murder wasn’t against the law I probably would have been down a dependent.

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Cheers!

KSJ

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