The Open Door. A good title for a short story. Unfortunately, I am not in the mood for writing yarns. The washing is in progress and we have a dog to look after. She belongs to my son and his wife. They will be here tonight and our duty will be relieved. We love that Border Collie but she is a handful. She has developed a sure habit of getting attention. Howling!
She likes to look out of the window or sit by the open door, hoping to see movement — squirrels, or occasionally — a rabbit! Squirrels can climb trees but rabbits can only run and dive down holes!
I saw a bee on the garden steps. Was it dying? I put some flowers close by and it moved slightly. I found flowers almost hidden, broke them off and put those near the bee. It showed interest by crawling inside one flower and then another. I left it to it. Had I helped it to recover? I like to think so.
It is lovely to be able to have the door open. Nothing like fresh air!
Those photos of the Border Collie are lovely - what's her name?
ReplyDeleteThe first photo, where she's gazing out at the beautiful garden, makes me want to open the door when you're not looking, and gambol about together!
Spice — she's hot stuff! Calmed a lot since she became old. (Don't we all?)
ReplyDeleteMissus Inkletter would say that I have not eased up, despite my advanced hoariness.
ReplyDeleteShe still cannot safely bend over within a hundred feet of me.
Ah, that explains why your enjoy my books!
ReplyDeleteDoes Missus resort to wearing certain protective armour (as warriors of old)?
Now that's funny.
ReplyDeleteNo, despite several threats - none of which I've taken seriously - over the years, Missus Inkletter hasn't yet donned any restrictive apparatus. Does this tell us something?
That the dear lady is allergic to protective metal armour?
ReplyDeleteAgain, that's a funny deflection Gladys!
ReplyDeleteNow, what are we really trying to avoid admitting on Missus Inkletter's behalf...
Okay, Payton. How about:
ReplyDeleteMrs Inkletter is union free — she does not believe in restrictive practices. However, the good lady is her 'own person' and does not require 'apparatus' — akin to Sydney Harbour Bridge — in order to repel all boarders of a pirate nature.
Are you suggesting that Missus Inkletter has a mean left hook?
ReplyDeleteJust who are the swashbucklers in this salacious tale?
I doubt if the said lady is al all mean where her left hook is concerned. But maybe you should concentrate on her right one? That is, if you insist on being a horny, hoary-headed husband happily hunting hapless heiress who, in the heat of passion, favours your eyes to view her wealth of beauty, with perhaps a smidgeon of love (beyond price). Nay, to bowl her over is an act of piracy, and the good lady has every right to use her fist (right or left) up a koala's snout!
ReplyDeleteI welcome any punches Missus Inkletter deigns to land upon my trembling frame, for at least it's contact, and her pugilistic expressions are akin to being under a tipped out bucket of champignons from a great height.
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