See the fish at the bottom of his pool? Ya, file that away. Really cute Golden Retriever, isn’t he? For some reason the horns and forked tail don’t show up in this pic. I haven’t used Photo Shop yet but they are there, trust me!
A little writing trick I learned is to write to one person. But, actually I wrote this to four wonderful, very caring friends who have been beyond supportive lately of my writing and me opening up. For any of you inspiring writers it’s a gift always. Pick a person and write to them.
To Brooke, Jennifer, Sarah, and Debbie… this one is for you, ladies! I gave you the head’s up on Facebook. And thank you from the bottom of my heart. You have no idea. When I become a famous writer I will fly all of your families to Australia on a paid for week’s free vacation! Ok, when I get a mention someday in the 3rd section of the local paper you will all get a free Happy Meal! I sincerely appreciate you and thank you for inspiring me to take another step forward!
Phoenix isn’t sleeping as I type this and is lying on the bed next to me as I’m typing at the computer. It’s always one of three things in the wee hours of my writing. He’s either sleeping on my bed (his new-found joy of which I’m thrilled for him to have). Or he’s lying on the bed watching me type. Or he’s sitting at my side (TRYING to be my filter as I type). I’m listening to Twisted Sister’s “We’re Not Gonna Take It”…it has absolutely nothing to do with the lyrics. C’mon, twisted and sister. She had to have friends. Oh, never mind.
Phoenix, raising his eye whiskers at me, “You’re outta control and blind as bat.”
If you’ve read some of my other posts or got to know me a song will just hit me and it will be my groove that I will put on a loop and write to it. I heard this song at work last night and it got me juiced up.
Phoenix, “Boring. Stop qualifying and write the story, you goofball.”
Me, “Ohhh reallyyyy. Remember this one?” He looked away from my stare.
Then he looked up at me, “No! That one is all heresy!”
He jumped on the bed and sighed. Um-hum…
Well, that pool he’s in. There were fish “painted” on the bottom at which he had no interest in catching…ya, right….
Several of the blanks in the story were told to me by Courtney when I picked him up….with a huge smile on her face. Oh, that was Phoenix’s dog sitter for over half of his life. More stories on the two of them another day. Trust me, the tightest bond between a girl and her dog…ever. Until she went off to school after graduation. Another day.
Phoenix was over at their house every day I worked. He was part of their family and they were so good to him. Especially the mom who managed and arranged all of this over so many years. So, fast forward a few years later they decided to put in this gorgeous pond with a running water coming out like a mini waterfall.
Phoenix, still watching me type, “Next chance I get, I’m throwing you under bus.”
The kids were/are immensely involved in sports and it’s amazing that the mom always made sure to make every opportunity to make sure they sat down for family dinner whenever possible. But, Phoenix always had to be put outside. Their family room dining table was right next to the sliding glass door. He loathed being separated from them and especially Courtney. So, he would just sit there and GLARE at them until they were done and let him back in.
Well, this expensive new pond caught Phoenix’s attention and he disappeared. They didn’t think anything of it.
Phoenix just interrupted me AGAIN, “This is so wrong.”
They are enjoying their family dinner together and then all of sudden four out of five of them looked at the sliding glass door in HORROR!!
Phoenix was standing at the sliding glass door soaking wet head to tail, so very proudly wagging his tail, looking after them, with his mouth clenched down on a prize, “Lookee what I got!! This was swimming in your new pool (pond)!! There are more that I will get but you’re safe. You’re welcome!”
The parents shrieked bloody murder at him. Courtney BURST out laughing! I would have LOVED to have seen Phoenix’s look on his face a couple of minutes prior when he saw the pond and achieved his great success “protecting” the family.
Oh, that pond I mentioned? It’s a Koi pond. They are VERY, VERY expensive fish. He had caught one!
Good bad dog!
The mom sent me a very disenchanted email that night several years ago, “Your dog (he was no longer on a first name basis) got into our Koi pond and brought us a present. We (she and her husband) are still debating as to allowing him to live!”
Phoenix and the Dad reached an agreement on the Koi pond from that night forward. He never went in it again. I never asked.
I was stressed out of my mind after work driving to their house to pick him up thinking that he would never be allowed over there ever again.
Courtney answered the door and as always Phoenix was leaning up against her wagging his tail not wanting to leave. Everyone was asleep. I asked about what happened and she had a HUGE grin and giggled quietly, ”That was the funniest thing EVER! See ya tomorrow!”
He went over there for the next two years and then she went off to school…