Posts by Joan Courtney
Fun Together
I would rather sit on a pumpkin, and have it all to myself, than be crowded on a velvet cushion. —Henry David Thoreau Duff here. When I read this Thought, I couldn’t make heads nor Tails of it. Don’t know about You, but Sitting on a Pumpkin would be tough on My Nether parts. It’s…
Read MoreI’m a Hero
Duff here. In the past few Months, Mom discovered Podcasts. (I know, I know. They have been around for ages. But She is a Slow learner.) Right before Hallowe’en, She came across some Spooky Stories. Some were about a Haunted classroom. Another about a Family visited by Skinwalkers. Still another about a young Boy, wandering…
Read MoreWhen Witches Go Riding
When witches go riding and black cats are seen, The moon laughs and whispers ‘tis near Hallowe’en. —goodhousekeeping.com Duff here. It’s that Ghostly Time of year, where Goblins and Trick or Treaters are out and about. But this is the Story of a Hallowe’en Bat. He was looking for shelter before He made His southern…
Read MoreTucked In
Duff here. Autumn in My World is the In-Between time of the year. The afternoons are warm and Sunny. Absolutely gorgeous when the Sun dapples the Trees, lighting the Gold and Red leaves with iridescent color. A slight Breeze cools the Air. The best Time of a Fall Day, in My opinion. Living unstuck. But…
Read MoreCapture the Goodness
Life is like a camera. Just focus on what’s important and capture the goodness. Develop from the negatives. And if things don’t work out, just take another shot. —Ziad K. Abdelnour Duff here. Mom is a Picture Taker from way back. Seems every Time I turn around, that little Contraption is in Her hand, pointed…
Read MoreMy Fluffy Ears
Duff here. We Canines are used to Routine. Very specific actions that happen at Definitely Set Times. One of these is the Way Mom greets Me in the morning. The small Westminster chime sounds at 5:00 am. I start to rustle around in My Den, aka My Carrier, just in case Mom didn’t hear the…
Read MoreStressed to the Max?
Okay, you’re stressed. To the max. Seems wherever you turn, that gooey, messy feeling seeps into your life. The world has turned upside down. New normal? You’ve got to be kidding! What would happen if you take that massive mountain of stress and discomfort and make it into little hills. Much more manageable, isn’t it?…
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