Jane Paterson Basil invited me to join the Five Photos, Five Stories Challenge. I’m enamored with her poetry. It never fails to speak to my heart. Click on her name to read to your fill. You’ll see what I mean.
Today is day four. This is a picture of two furbabies that share my world; Nick, my white Schnauzer, and Lucy, my sister’s Malti-Poo.
They await their masters call
To run chase the ball
Nick is muscular and tall
Tiny Lucy, alpha dog
Nick and I moved in with my sister, Martha, 15 months ago. This is Lucy’s home first, and Nick is a gentleman and defers to the lady. They have short burst of chasing play and get along well together.
The Five Photos, Five Stories Challenge rules require you to post a photo each day for five consecutive days and attach a story to the photo. It can be fiction or non-fiction, a poem or simply a short paragraph – it’s entirely up to you.
Then each day, nominate another blogger to carry on this challenge.
Accepting the challenge is entirely up to the person nominated, it is not a command. Today, I’m inviting Kerlund. She lives in Sweden and has beautiful scenery and a great technique with the camera. You’ll be captivated.
Charlie Bear here. Decisions, decisions. There are all kinds of them each and every day. Like should I eat first or go outside and play? Should I jump up onto Mom Peep’s lap or go where I always go, right on top of Dad Peep? Should I pick one special toy I really like or try a new one?
Do you have that problem? Do you have so many things to choose from that it is hard to decide?
Mom Peep says life is full of choices. She has to choose what to write about, how to write it (nonfiction or fiction), where to submit her work, whether to take a chance on a new market, whether to invest her writing time in a full-length book idea or continue to write short stories that sell, how to juggle work with writing (she only works part-time, but it takes a hunk…
I wish this is something I could do every day for Nick. I never know how much to feed him. I need to read some more. Once a veterinarian recommended the frozen mixed veggies added to his food. Instead I give him treats of cauliflower, broccoli and carrots.
1 lb. ground turkey
1 cup brown rice, barley or whole oats
1 pkg. cauliflower, broccoli, carrots
Brown turkey and set aside.
Cook choice of grains
Add mixed vegetables and turkey the last few minutes of cooking time to the grain.
Store in the refrigerator.
This post is by way of an update on the anthology to raise money for the Guide Dogs for the Blind Association (GDBA), the UK based charity which trains dogs for the blind without receiving any financial support from the government. Thus far I have received contributions from the following people:
Many thanks to Sally, Kev, Anju and Sue for their contributions. Thanks also go to Dave Higgins who is editing the anthology free of charge and to everyone who has offered to provide a story, poem or other contribution. The anthology is still in need of contributions. If you can provide a poem, story or other animal (preferably dog related but it doesn’t have to be) content then please do get in touch. You can contact me by e-mail at newauthoronline (at) gmail…
In the darkened room I wake from a sound sleep. I feel a tremble, pause, and tremble. What is causing that, I think, still foggy with sleep. A distant rumble sounds from outside my window. Ah, a storm. Nick is at the foot of my bed in full panic mode, trembling hard. I’m alert and moving toward him, whispering comforting words. They offer scant comfort as the storm blows in with booms and flashes. I grab my iPad and power up, choose some soothing music, and adjust the sound so I don’t disturb Martha and Lucy in the next room.
I’m prepared to wait it out with him. If he wants to sit in my lap or not, I keep a soft massaging of his head and back. He comes to me and buries his head under my arm. I continue a steady croon and comfort words. Easy buddy; it’s ok; shush; anything to let him hear my voice and let him know I won’t leave.
Nick gets up and goes to the foot of the bed and begins digging into the comforter. “Stop, Nick,” I say as I go to the closet for a blanket. He digs into that it until it’s just the way he wants it. He settles in as storm begins to move out. His trembling slows and stops. I lie down and the soft music lulls us to sleep.
Off and on today I’ve read posts about music for animals. Live Science site explains most animals don’t respond to human music. Music was composed for tamarin monkeys in 2009. “The vocalizations three octaves higher than our own and heart rates twice as fast. The songs sound shrill and unpleasant to us, but they seem to be music to the monkeys’ ears.” There is work in progress for cats. “We find that cats prefer to listen to the music composed in their frequency range and tempo rather than human music.” Ah but dogs have proven to be different. It appears dogs respond to human music better than other species.