Moving in slow motion, Reluctant effort spawning sleep Before midday. Soporific humming Through open windows Signals summer. Only the flies are happy, Making friends with flesh Ensuring wakefulness. Cloistered madness yawns, Stretching fur-clad limbs This is the time For tennis balls And Hot Dogs… It is officially summer in the northern hemisphere. In England, theContinue reading “Hot dogs”
Author Archives: Sue Vincent
IndieAni Bones and the Whiteleaf Cross
One Sunday morning, I woke up to rain and grey clouds. My suggestion that I take the visiting ball-guy for a nice walk while she went to work was vetoed, but by the time she came back, so had summer. The sun was shining, the day was getting hotter, even if it was blowing aContinue reading “IndieAni Bones and the Whiteleaf Cross”
IndieAni Bones and the Chambered Tomb
If I thought the first part of the adventure had taken ages, the next bit seemed to take even longer. She says it didn’t, and that I was just getting a bit excited… but I don’t know so much. The little, winding roads take longer, especially when you don’t know where you are going! ButContinue reading “IndieAni Bones and the Chambered Tomb”
IndieAni Bones, all the King’s Men and the Fairies
“In you go, girlie,” she says, holding the car door open. “We’re going on another adventure!” Well, it was a while ago now, but I remember it as clear as day. She put my seat belt on and told me to settle down as it was a long drive. No chance of that! Normally, whenContinue reading “IndieAni Bones, all the King’s Men and the Fairies”
The Small Dog is A-mused
Be an artist’s muse Centre of the universe Captured forever In mischief or mystery By a painter’s perception My picture was kindly drawn by Zozo of Muttwits.com where you can find some great canine stories, beautifully illustrated… and the occasional cat. Tanka for Colleen’s Tanka Tuesday
The Small Dog’s moral judgement…
My two-legs came home soggy though it’s pretty hot outside. She must have gotten really wet or else she would have dried. I asked her what had happened to land her in such a state… “A fish!” she said… I wondered just what she’d had on her plate! * “The sturgeon!” she informed me, andContinue reading “The Small Dog’s moral judgement…”
IndieAni Bones ~ Going to waste…
We were not far from the Oxfordshire village of Stanton Harcourt. They had stopped the car and we had set off walking through this huge landfill and waste site, with loads of good smells. Frankly, I’d have been happy with that for a day out! But they seemed to be going somewhere… It had takenContinue reading “IndieAni Bones ~ Going to waste…”
IndieAni Bones ~ The Small Dog does archaeology
When we are all allowed to go out and play together, my two-legses sometimes let me share their adventures. It depends if there are going to be sheep and stuff. Not that I mind sheep… much… but ‘pparently, the sheep aren’t always happy to share their fields. She says it’s because they think I’m aContinue reading “IndieAni Bones ~ The Small Dog does archaeology”
The Small Dog gets Busted
I may be in the doghouse ‘Cause, “Your face gives you away,” I’ve not a clue what she might mean… I’d just gone out to play! “Don’t come the innocent with me, I know what you’ve been at…” I wondered how, from in the house, She’d seen me chase the cat… “Have you been digging,Continue reading “The Small Dog gets Busted”
The Small Dog and the Housework
My two-legs really worries me When she starts with the cleaning, She climbs on things that wobble when she’s stretching out and leaning. She scrubs and talks of ‘elbow-grease’ And squirts stuff that’s all squeezy That makes things smell all flowery… And makes a Small Dog sneezy! The thing is, she has accidents With everythingContinue reading “The Small Dog and the Housework”
