Boomer and the butterfly
And all men kill the thing they love . . . — Oscar Wilde, the ballad of reading gaol
Tonight, the story of Boomerang and the Butterfly.
I was walking Boomer, as I always do. Taking him out for his evening air, his nightly stretching of the legs, sniffing of the air, the remembrance of his life before adoption by the woman who keeps him inside. Away from his beloved nature.
And he did, and does, love his nature. When he was wild, he would sit a few feet away from me as I worked in the yard pulling weeds or digging up old tree stumps. He’d go to the pond nearby and try to catch turtles. He’d climb trees. He even killed baby birds in those months before I moved him indoors. (more…)
Dogs and their peeps … in MC’s ‘hood
I have a love/hate relationship with most of my neighbors. Nearly all of them have dogs.
I love dogs.
It’s their owners I sometimes hate. (more…)
Act today to get a free feline! Feline Independence Day!
Hey, I just heard on Channel 7 news that today and Monday are Feline Independence Days at the Humane Society of Sarasota County. Basically, if you ADOPT A KITTY OR CAT TODAY OR MONDAY — YOU GET ALL THE FEES WAIVED COMPLETELY (at least that’s what I think I heard! — visit www.hssc.org to learn more. Apparently you have to say the words WHEN FREEDOM PURRS to get the kitty cat completely free — with all adoption fees and neutering and shots, etc., included — check out the website to make sure I’m right about this. (more…)
Taking a Break with Boomerang
I’ve been like a machine lately — just really keeping my nose to the proverbial grindstone. I think the economy, the cutbacks on writing assignments, the slower-paying clients, and just the slowdown in general has me feeling like a big ole scaredy-cat. I mean, just how close to being a bag lady do I want to get!? Not very, thank you very much. So, my obsession with working has taken its toll on a lot of things, but one thing I can always count on is that no matter how much more work I have to get done, Boomerang is going to demand his nightly walk. He knows he gets to go out around 630 or 7 pm and he doesn’t let me forget it.
So, here are some photos of my break with Boomerang from yesterday. It’s now 6:43 as I make this post and he’s meowing again to go out. Break time!
Boomerang with his purple leash communes with the Buddha before beginning his walk.
Critters of a different kind
Last weekend, before I came down with some kind of wild and wooly bug, I spent some time out at my Mom’s house out in the country. My brother was in town and we hung out for a while and saw a gator over at the Myakka State Park.
There was more critter action right in the front yard of my Mom’s house than there was at the Park. To wit: (more…)
Small dog, big life … I want me some of that!
Is this NOT the cutest book cover you’ve seen in some time? I’m a sucker for dog books, but I’m even more of a sucker for a dog book that has a typewriter on the cover!
I’ve read the book — it’s very funny. If you know a dog lover, or if you’re one yourself, you should check out this book. It’s barktated to a “writer friend” of mine here in Sarasota — if you end up picking up a copy from Dennis (the writer friend) or Genevieve (his boss who tolerates me once or twice a year for a writerly cup of coffee) — tell them MC sent you!
Lean, green, mowing machine!
I woke up early this morning to get a jump on the day. I had an article to finish and a lawn to mow. But the lawn, really just a yawning, sandy stretch of various and sundry weeds, came first. It was early enough to mow without the heat beating down too hard (630 am).
Only one problem: I don’t have a mower. (more…)
What the heck is this?
Alright. I try to be fairly independent, self-sufficient, but I’m stymied. And I need help! Can anyone help me identify any of the following? (more…)
Snakey-behavior
I’m always saying what a jungle my back yard is. Here’s today’s visitor: (more…)
One final birthday blog …
A late-night visitor to my back yard. A real Stephen King-looking critter! (more…)
