Posts by Joan Courtney
Getting My Own Way
Lil’ Toot here. I was reflecting on How I Get My Own Way. It began when I was a Puppy. I was Cute and cuddly, but Fiercely independent at the same Time. My Fur was so dense My Mom thought I was going blind for a time. I kept bumping into Walls until We got…
Read MoreStuck at the Intersection of Walk and Don’t Walk?
Ever faced a big decision? I lived in another small town years ago and was working two jobs for some extra cash. I had an MGB sports car and loved zooming about. Being two to two and a half feet off the ground, I felt as if I was really flying as I traveled. I…
Read MoreStinky Ole’ Me
Think of it like a spa day. —Elite Daily Lil’ Toot here. It started like This. Mom and I were meandering about to give Me some Time to find that perfect Spot. I think You get the drift. I sniffed. I searched. I rambled about. Someone went by and Honked a Greeting. At that moment?…
Read MoreYou Made It
Lil’ Toot here. Mom described the meaning of the Word on this Cup to Me and I was ecstatic. Can You imagine? Aunt Gertrude was honored at her Best. She had competed in Many Contests: Winning Ways, Napping, Begging, Walking, Riding in the car, Defending Her territory. But the Most Important was Struggling to the…
Read MoreThe Heaviness of Gravity
As you age, gravity gets heavier. —Wayne Lil’ Toot here. Mom was chatting with a Neighbor, and He came up with This profound statement. Have You ever noticed every Now and Again, Your Toe catches on Whatever? It could be a Rock. Or a Curb. Or the Running Board of a Truck. Mom caught her…
Read MoreA Magical Future
Li’ Toot here. Recently, Mom and I saw an enchanted Wonderland on the TV screen, complete with A Little Blonde Fairy named Tinkerbell flitting about. Just My Size. There were Rides. And happy Children. (You know I’m a sucker for Kids.) Munchies galore! My Fav mascot, Pluto, was even there, representing the World of Canines.…
Read MoreSafe and Loved
Words may be false and filled of art; sighs are the natural language of the heart. —Thomas Shadwell Lil’ Toot here. When Mom and I first met, I was tiny. Not much bigger now, but still . . . Then, I was busy growing. Mom felt My Tummy to experience what Full was for Me.…
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