diktats from furriefuzzyfluffheads

it’s amazing to me somedays, just how much three little furrie murder machines dictate how I am allowed to dwell in my own residence.    Mamakat has taken serious liking to my office chair as “HER BED”,,,  Zooms likes to be close and uses the ottoman I have for propping up the hind feet, when I am here typing out things,,,  And Grizzy,,, where every my chest resides is HIS, HIS, HIS I SAY!!!   

And Voo,,,   Dunno whats up his silly butt, but he has been demanding walkies out the yahooo the last couple of weeks.  Maybe the shift in weather and dawggum has cabin fever,,, dunno, but it never fails, I get two or three GOOD paragraphs into the writing thing (doesn’t matter what, Blog, book, just thinking,,) and there is the Voo pushing his head under my arm pit sayin’ whatever it is a deaf dawggum is trying to say,,,   He seems happy enough with the walkie thing, and I can usually tell if the food bowl is not to his satisfaction (he plops next to it and stares at me,,,  Pretty obvious, no?)

I say I own pets, but let’s be honest:THEY OWN ME,,,,  They have me very well trained too.  I just reside here, this is THIER house.  Call me the maintenance man of this demesne: I sure ain’t king of my castle,,, the royalty here is 11# of Fluff with 5 out of 6 sharp ends and her two footmen and her Canine Calvary.  (and that 6th end is very ‘vocal’ about moods.)

And we are BACK…. Told ya, three paragraphs, here comes dawggum,,,,   ‘gotta poo da!’      And this time around, Voo was doing his thing, and Cuz’s dawgs decided that then was the time to jump him (I wasn’t all that close).  First got a nip in and then two others saw Voo trying to clear out and thought he was running scared.  He wasn’t, he was exiting the area in civil fashion.. The three got to see just what a Catahoula Cur can manage by his lonesome when you cross the line..   All three are now sporting torn and bleeding shoulders and hips: Voo ripped ’em up and ran them all the way back to their house.(and not a scratch on him,,,)  and Now, is lounging on the porch watching that way, and if any of them start heading to the drive, he sets up to howling.  “I kicked your smarmy asses, you little bitches, now stay home and think about it, ya little inbred shits!!!!”.  And that is just what they do,,, run back to their house,,,  I am laughing my tuckus off over this new script of “As the Dawg Rolls”.   Not at all bad for a twelve year old mutt thats out of practice: I’m proud of my boy!  (and he is too.  That tail is riding HIGH when he is walking around now.)

grey drizzle drizzle kinda day out.  My ‘girls’ are riding in the breeze over Buffalo, but with the chill, the drizzle, price of gas,,, Thinkin’ I should just stay close to home today.   It’d would be perfect day to get some miles in, IF, there were another go and enjoy it with,,,,   Somedays, i would rather paddle alone, others, I want that friend out there with me.   Today is that day,,,   Not for safety’s sake either, just companionship.   I see it with Mark E, too.   He loves spending time with new people, and will take days out when new people click.  Being alone is not always ‘lonely’, but there are times,,,  I can go weeks without seeing another face (that isn’t covered in fur and whiskers) and be fine (it was when I went weeks without even that, that I started going a bit stir-krazzee and sent up my plea to Universe “I just wanna dawg”, and Universe blessed me with my VERY PROUD OF HIS BAD-SELF Voodoo.). And there are times, where hearing another voice is in demand, and not a recording, but someone to interact with.      I am not ‘desperate’ for that, but it would be nice to talk to someone that responds with more than “Blert” or ‘mrawr!’ if that.  (dumb looks are ALWAYS free,,, and my fuzzies have ’em aplenty.)

daylight shifts again, back to the millstone tomorrow, but the trees are budding out, the cold nights are getting warmer, and the days,,, Well, it is KY; things can be ‘different’ and still be normal around here.   And I fully expect to see lots of sunlight this week, while I am working and can’t enjoy it properly,,,, LOL.  Just like when I was in school,,,,

PSSSSST, look on the side bar. I have to admit, I give up. I tried several different ways of adding a tip jar, using conservative friendly sites (GAB etc,,,) and frankly, not one worked, for whatever reason. I know with GAB, they wanted you to join, or so it seemed, though there was an option, quite well hidden, that didn’t demand signing up. Anywhoos,,, The ‘Donate’ button is active again, yes, PerPuke, but dangit, the link works and isn’t a labyrinth like the others.

And no, I ain’t blegging, I only know there have been messages in my inbox asking how to support me without buying a bakers dozen of my books (though that would please me even more: give em away to people, spread the word,,, OR send me a word and I will see about getting you a discounted rate for multiple: I still make a royalty, and you can resell them and make some back yourself,)