Requesting Answers

wack·a·doo·dle /ˈwakəˌdo͞odl/ noun: wackadoodle 1. an eccentric or fanatical person. I was chatting back and forth with a peer last week, someone with an even crazier sense of humor than yours truly. We have had several silly “interesting” conversations over the years. Extremely interesting. (And not inappropriate, I might add.) Simply weird and crazy senses of humor coming together in an email string or over the phone. On this occasion, I was called a wackadoodle, the crazy eccentric person thatRead more

SOCs: Short

This is a short poem Nope, it’s not about foam or a dome It’s about a poem I don’t know what else rhymes with poem Oh yeah…home I’m home now, writing a poem “It’s stupid,” I moan This is supposed to be about short, so I shall shut up and abort. The end. This undersized post is being brought to you by Linda G. Hill’s Stream of Consciousness Saturday or SOCs. Click HERE to see other SOCs posts of the dayRead more

A Thanksgiving Plea

I beg of you, I implore you, I make a plea on my knees, Do NOT dress your cat up for Thanksgiving. Give kitty the turkey gizzard, not the hideous turkey costume, and kitty will be your friend furrever. Happy Thanksgiving to readers who celebrate the holiday! For the rest of the Melangites, I urge you to overload on carbs and sugar (with a little protein thrown in) and take a couple of naps on November 26th. Feel free to repeat thatRead more

Dignity and Shame

Hello Royal Subjects! It’s your lovely Queen! Yes, I am lovely. The human constantly calls me “pretty girl,” but I snub my nose at that moniker. I am not and will never be a peasant in a short dress and leather boots. I have my dignity, you know. Ummmm…well, never mind. You know, there are  times when a Queen has to let go and show belly. To show she’s humble and one with her people. And trap the human intoRead more

Sadness at the Hands of the Authorities

Wednesday afternoon will be a tough one for Gibbs and Ziva. Their annual trip to the vet begins around 3:30 pm, dependent on the human’s agile ability to get them into their pet carrier. During this trip, the two will sing the song of their people and stress over the odor of unknown feline and dog butt. The authorities will poke, probe, and weigh the chubby Queen and her svelte court jester. Both will bear the humility of a needle shoved intoRead more

RunOnSentence

I’ve been extremely busy since my last post and I wanted to tell you why because I feel you should know that I thoroughly enjoyed the birthday weekend because it was filled with friends and family and fun and music and food and adult refreshment and lots and lots of laughs and silly birthday cards that were totally appropriate because Gibbs is a stinky butt (sometimes) and Ziva is a bag lady, so Saturday was a fun day beyond expectations, notRead more