Wed. words:

  

Melody,the elephant in the room

Happy Henry’s Veterinarian provided treatment for a wide assortment of animals. The line to the office wound out the door and around to the parking lot, where a huge circus tent was set up for larger animal patients. And local observers.

 As always, his patients were never the same usual animals. The owner Nancy brought in Lady as happy as a dog with two tails could be. He lanced the abscess under the anus carefully, avoiding the two tails that whipped around with happiness.

Next came Old Man Bill with cat Fluffy, whose claws had gotten Old Bill’s tongue.  It wasn’t pleasant but Fluffy survived

The third patient was owner Lucy’s pet bison, Moby, which was taken to the tent. There Moby had a whale of a time chasing other pets. All except the locals (who hung behind an iron bar security fence) the tent taking bets on who would be tossed in the air first.  They were not chicken hearted, although some left in a hurry.

The fourth patient was a hybrid blend of a wolf and sheep. No details were given about the wolf in the sheep’s clothing creation or what brought it to the doctor. No one wanted to know.

And then, came the retired circus leader with his pet elephant, Melody.  No one could ignore that elephant in the tent.  By that time the whole town was crowded in the tent watching the bison take on the elephant.  How it ended, no one knew since they were all running for their lives.

At the end of the day as Happy Henry closed the door. It had been another rewarding day. 

The alligator didn’t come but would tomorrow. He smiled. Oh how he loved his work.

 

The italicized segments are from Elephant's Child who manages to find or fineable words to challenge bloggers in Blogger world. Go to her site and see what people have done with these. 

I really enjoy challenges like these. These strangest words always provide lots of entertainment. 

 These are the gourmet from which to choose:

the elephant in the room; as busy as a bee; as happy as a dog with 2 tails; chicken hearted; a wolf in sheeps clothing; cat got your tongue; having a whale of a time; ants in your pants.

Sister to Sister

16 October 2014

Dear Martha,

Your letter pulled me from a pit of despair.  If ever there were awards for "Surviving Multiple Plethora of Childhood Illnesses", I would be inducted into the Hall of Matriarchal Fame.

The triplets have developed a chain of cursed plagues:  Influenza, chicken pox (despite the vaccine), strep throat, ear infections, and worms (?).

Is this God's thunderbolt of retribution for swearing during Mass?  Loudly swearing at Clarisse-the-She-Devil, the mistress-of-insubordination?

As you know, my house was never a museum, but now a City Inspector would cover the house with "Condemned" yellow tape.

Must go. Alex-the-Spontaneous is vomiting on the cat. Christopher-the-Wild-Child is smearing the vomit on the bathroom mirror.

Your sister,

Mary-the-Desperate 

Source: Wikipedia

Underline italicized are the Wed. Words from 2014

Fire is not kind.

 

I will read ashes for you, if you ask me. 

I will look on the fire and tell you from the gray lashes 

 

And out of the red and black tongues and stripes, 

 

I will tell how fire comes 

 

And how fire runs far as the sea
.

By Carl Sandburg

Fire all throughout the Southwest--it is burning, eating and consuming every single thing in its way. Every year this happens.

from a distance

Residents are looking back at the fire, as they drive away with just clothes and photos.

From YouTube site

Dry dry air, heavy and suffocating.  Sun scorching burnt earth, 100 degrees or more. Tinder dry vegetation, ready to burn.

Oh, God!  Please protect the firefighters!  

Oh, God! Keep safe the families whose homes are burned to the ground!

Every wildfire season, I post about wildfires.  One year, we could see the flames from our house. One year at a school where I taught, ashes covered playground and swings from a fire 25 miles away.

The photos below were taken from my porch.

From my front door during the day....