Little Thoughts From Little Toot
Find a Voice in a Whisper
Find a voice in a whisper. —Martin Luther King, Jr. Lil’ Toot here. I was considering this Concept the other day. A voice in a Whisper? Hmmm… Must be a pretty Powerful hushed Tone. I use all Sorts of Whimpers and Soft Sounds to Talk with Mom. There’s the Up-and-Down murmur when I Need to…
Read MoreThe Only Way Out Is Through
The only way out is through. —Robert Frost Lil’ Toot here. The way Out is Through. What an interesting thought! When I was in the back yard of a friend of my Mom’s, I was happy playing for a time. After a while, I wanted to go and Find her. But there was no way…
Read MoreA New Trick
Life is always a matter of waiting for the right moment to act. —Paulo Cohelo Lil’ Toot here. Life was getting boring. Day in and day out? All the same. So I decided to mix it Up. Do Something different. Shake up the Norm. The new Trick goes like This: Mom gets ready for Work.…
Read MoreGhostly Time of Year
When witches go riding and black cats are seen, The moon laughs and whispers ‘tis near Hallowe’en. —goodhousekeeping.com Lil’ Toot here. It’s that Ghostly Time of year, when 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…
Read MoreTake Another Snapshot
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 Lil’ Toot here. Mom is a Picture Taker from way back. Seems every Time I turn around, that little Contraption is in Her hand,…
Read MoreTime Flies
Time moves so fast. From ages 1 to 17, it takes forever. From 18 to 20, it feels like a month. From 20 to 30, it feels like a week. —u/zip759 Lil’ Toot here. Time is zipping By. Why, when I was a Tiny Puppy? There was so much time to Learn new things. I…
Read More“Stop It” Looks
Don’t be pushed around by the fears in your mind. Be led by the dreams in your heart. —Roy T. Stevens Lil’ Toot here. It was Windy last week. I mean, Super Gusty. Mom and I were out for a noontime stroll. I was stomping in the Leaves. Pouncing. Jumping. Frisking and sliding. I have…
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