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Scurvy dogs and bilge rats
Posted by doggonedmysteries
ARRR it’s International Talk Like A Pirate Day. I hopes that ye’ve had fun today. Swash me buckle but I sure will. I’m out of the galley and on deck ready for some silliness.
“Ahoy, you scurvy dogs what say we go clear the decks of bilge rats?” I asked when I took the dogs for their 2 a.m. last out. The dogs had no idea what I meant they were just glad I was walking them out to the poop deck. I can imagine what Dear Hubby will say when I greet him today with a few arrrs and shiver me timbers.
Have fun me hearties!
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My fantasy vacations. What are yours?
Posted by doggonedmysteries
My dream vacation would be a trip to Ireland, England, and Wales. Dear Hubby can’t travel, there’s no way with his MS that he’d be able to sit through such a long plane flight. Therefore, it’s a fantasy but sometimes dreams can come true.
Another fantasy I have is going to the writers’ conference in Maui. I drool over the conference information each year. The only way I’d ever make it there is as a guest speaker with all expenses paid—yeah, like that’s going to happen. Dream on!
At one time, I fantasized about a trip to Japan but the older I get the more I dislike crowds and it is definitely crowded there.
The best I can hope for is a fishing trip to a nearby river or lake. I can live with that. I’d enjoy the serenity of sitting on a river bank or a lake dock with a fishing pole and a notebook. In fact, most summers I do just that. However, these last two summers I somehow haven’t found the time to go. When spring rolls around again the first thing I’m going to do is get a fishing license.
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A little of this and that
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I received a lovely surprise in my mailbox today. The prize package from Jennie arrived. She’s such a dear. She didn’t have to send the package all the way here from Cardiff, Wales. She could’ve fibbed and sent it to someone closer. I’m glad she did send it to me though because it’s a delightful little treasure trove.
The news that one of my favorite actors has died threw me for a loop. I’ve always adored Patrick Swayze and kept hoping he’d beat that nasty pancreatic cancer.
We’ve had two sunny days in a row now—Hooray for the sun! I managed to backwash the pond filters, pick five tomatoes and a dozen or so grape tomatoes. There’s still more out there that aren’t ready yet. The first hint of a frost around here and I’ll scrabble to pick all the green tomatoes—we do love fried green tomatoes.
After I finished the yard work, I went straight to my computer and spent several hours reading and critiquing one of Dave’s books. He’s truly an excellent writer. In fact, I think I used ‘excellent’ more than once in my comments on his manuscript. I’m telling you people, when his books are published, you have to read them.
Posted in In memory of..., Misc, My blog, my garden, Writer, Writing
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Ahoy me mateys!
Posted by doggonedmysteries
Put on yer eye patches and polish up old Polly, Saturday is International Talk Like a Pirate Day! ARRR! Elena reminded me of it so now I have the date circled on my calendar.
Last year I drove Dear Hubby bonkers talking like a pirate and I didn’t tell him he had Elena to blame, nor will I tell him she reminded me again this year. From the time I woke up until I went to bed it was shiver me timbers, arrr, and ahoy maties. I’m sure I Arrred and yelled, “Hoist that mainsail” too many times. That could be why he went to bed early…
If you want to drive your loved ones or work mates crazy for a day, talking like a pirate works wonders. I even talked that way at the grocery store. You should have seen the looks it got me. It was silly, it was fun, and I had many giggles all day. It certainly was a lift to the spirits. So go out and have fun Saturday and don’t forget to ARRR and shiver me timbers a few times.
(Oh, boy I can picture you all now…Man the bilge pumps, the sh*t’s gonna to get deep.)
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I guess two posts in one day don’t count…
Posted by doggonedmysteries
It seems that my readers were worried since I didn’t post at my normal weird hour. My excuse? After writing for hours, I was caught up in reading, doing minor rewrites on my mystery and by the time I put it down it was an even weirder hour than normal for me.
I thought about posting, but then I figured that after posting twice yesterday I ‘d already fulfilled my quota.
Yes, the one was only a photo memorial to 9/11. I felt there wasn’t much more one could say about it that hasn’t already been said and the pictures were a better reminder. As a writer I should know better.
I promise, at my normal weird hour tonight/tomorrow, I will post again. I wasn’t slacking off–truly I wasn’t.
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My two circus dogs
Posted by doggonedmysteries
I’ve enjoyed teaching dogs to do tricks since I was a kid. Usually it was the old stand bys of giving a paw, sitting up to beg, and a few other common tricks. Our old male Bull Terrier, Malcolm did a marvelous dead dog. I would point my finger at him, say, “bang” he’d drop, and roll onto his back with all four feet in the air. These two haven’t learned that trick but they do have a couple of their own.
Gavin was a horrible jumper when he was a pup. He constantly jumped up at you as high as he could and nip at your clothing—I have a complete wardrobe of Gavin designed holey T-shirts. That’s when I had a flash of brilliance (that only happens occasionally) and bought a Hula-Hoop. I began to redirect his jumping up into jumping through the hoop. He loves to do this now and all I have to ask him is, “want to go play hoops?” He bounds for the door—that danged fool will do anything for a cookie except roll over on his back. Thus, he doesn’t play dead.
The standard poodle across the street learned to do hoops by watching him—she also has a severe cookie addiction. When Patty arrived on the scene, she too learned by watching and, of course, her love of cookies. Patty also does a great ‘stick ‘em up’ her paws go way up into the air for that. Maybe I can add on “bang” dead dog. Right now, I’m working on stick ‘em up followed by a down.
Posted in Dog related, My blog
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No Facebook, thank you
Posted by doggonedmysteries
I have enough things draining my time. The last thing I need is something else. Lately it seems everyone and their brother is sending me ‘join me at Facebook or____, you fill in the blank’ notices. I’m here to tell all of you who have sent me these requests that I love you but no, I don’t want to join.
I seldom chat online any more as many of my friends have noticed. Managing my time has become a difficult enough task. I get giddy if I can get dinner on the table before 6:30 p.m. Dear Hubby never complains although I’ve seen him look longingly at the kitchen when I’m typing away on one of my books.
The only ones who complain if their dinner is late are the dogs. If I don’t start fixing their dinners by 5p.m. I get all sorts of grief from Gavin. He starts by poking me with his nose and if that doesn’t get my attention he barks at me until I look at the clock and realize his tummy alarm has gone off. Thank goodness, Patty stands back and lets him do the bitching although there have been days where she will nudge me a bit too.
Posted in Dog related, Misc, My blog
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Friday post mortem
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I stopped in at Borders today for a little ME time. Remember yesterday’s post? Wouldn’t you know it, a mere two doors down from Borders they are opening a Spirit Halloween store. I can’t wait for it to open. They always have great props and costumes.
At the pet store, (I had to get dog food) I almost bought two Halloween hats for the pups. One was a witch’s hat with green hair attached and the other was a pirate hat with black hair. I might go back for them, the only thing stopping me is the pups,—these two don’t like to wear things, unlike previous Bull Terriers.
After the pet store, I picked up a few groceries. I’ve never had to dodge so many misguided carts and stopped in the middle of the aisle people than I did today. People who completely block an aisle and remain oblivious to the fact that other people would like to get past them make me crazy. I hate grocery shopping. I want to get in, get what I need, and get the heck outta there.
I grit my teeth, I smile, I say, ”Excuse me.”
They stare at the shelves.
I smile again and speak louder, ”Excuse me. Helloooo.” I wave my arms to get their attention. “Yoohoo.”
Finally, it sinks in they look at me and say, “Oh, am I in your way?”
“Heaven’s no. My cart has hover capabilities and I can fly it right over yours.” ACK!
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My turn!
Posted by doggonedmysteries
Since Gavin wrote the post yesterday, Mom said it was my turn today. My name is Patty; I’m the lovely dark princess in the picture above. Mom says I’m no princess I’m a Peppermint Patty I have no idea what she’s talking about when she says things like that ‘cause I know I’m a princess. Daddy says I am his rescued Rumanian princess. I love my Mommy too but she cleans ears and stuff so I’d rather sit with Dad.
When I went outside tonight, I chased two of those green critters into the pond. They both screamed and hopped so high I thought they were birds taking off. I couldn’t help chasing the first one he was sitting right at the bottom step. I surprised him as much as he surprised me. Halfway to the pond the other one screamed and took off so then I had two of them bouncing green things in front of me. I was so excited! That is I was until they splashed into the pond. I don’t like to get wet so all I could do was try to see where they went. Mom said they hide under the water with the fishes and can stay there for a long time so I should stop looking and come in.
I told Gavin about the green critters that Mom calls bullfrogs. He says he’s heard them scream and splash into the water but never saw one close enough to chase it. I beat him on that one!
Posted in Dog related, My blog, my garden
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We are one step ahead of the squirrels in the great tomato war
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Gavin here, Mom said I could write the blog tonight. Boy is Mom completely ticked off at the squirrels. Tree rats she calls them. While Patty and I were enjoying the AC, it seems that those sneaky critters went and built a nest in her magnolia tree. Then they started stealing tomatoes and had the nerve to sit on her bench by the back door and eat them!
Patty says she could scare them off if only she could climb the tree. We’ve both tried but we don’t have any cat blood in us so it didn’t work. The danged old tree rat laughed at us but then so did Mom. Now that it’s cooler outside we’re patrolling the yard more often.
The tree rat cusses at us from the top of the magnolia. Patty and I pretend we can’t hear him and maybe he’ll come closer.
Dad says it’s time to get out the have-a-heart traps again. He said something about relocating the fluffy tailed rats. I don’t know what relocating means but I growled about it at the squirrel tonight.
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Never tell anyone who your tomato overflow person is…
Posted by doggonedmysteries
We planted five tomato plants. The counters and fridge are teeming with tomatoes. I have several neighbors who put in at least a dozen plants, no wonder they have so many.
Our tomatoes are coming in faster than greyhounds after a rabbit and so are all the neighbors’. Neighbors are scrambling to get rid of them and they are all getting the same response, “I already have a ton of tomatoes.”
I’ve made salsa, tomato sauce, and relish. We’ve had so many BLTS that they are coming out our ears. (I’m not complaining I love BLTs.) I have two people I give my overflow to before the harvest fills every shelf of the fridge and my entire counter top. Shhh, don’t tell anyone but my next door neighbor and my MIL are our tomato people. They welcome our surplus with glee. Dear Hubby takes a basket of grape tomatoes and a couple of the Big Boys over to his mom once a week. My next door neighbor has Big Boy tomatoes whenever she desires them.
When other neighbors complain that have no one left to give their tomatoes to I suggest taking them to the soup kitchens.
Posted in my garden
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Will multiple sidekicks work?
Posted by doggonedmysteries
With each book I write, Linnie’s sidekick could be the same. However, I think it might work to use a different one in each subsequent book. I have several characters who are clamoring for the job. In Doggoned Dead, there’s Perry. In Doggoned Bullseye, I think one of the other characters would work better. In Doggoned Bones, her cousin seems to fit the bill.
What do you think? In a series mystery, does it matter to you if the sidekick changes according to the storyline? I won’t mix and match several in one book I don’t think that would work.
Why am I writing a mystery series? I love reading them. I enjoy getting to know the characters. The idea of picking up a book that has a familiar set of characters appeals to me.
Do you read mystery series? What do like best about a mystery series? What turns you off? Come on people, let me hear your opinions.
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