Jim & Dave & Darby the Turtle

Jim and Dave were brother cats.  Jim was an orange tabby and Dave a brown tabby.  Jim was coming content sitting on the windowsill watching the world go by and Dave was very curious and noticed everything.  The house owner’s name was Carlene and her favorite was a turtle named Darby.  The lucky turtle lived in a luxurious terrarium.  You could see Darby sitting with a stoic look on his face in the morning and return hours later to see that he had not budged even a half millimeter in all that time.  Dave made the mistake of jumping on the terrarium, almost knocking it over.  Punishment was no cat treats for a month, which was sad because the cat treats were pretty good.

Carlene was trying to clear the clutter and had a stack of boxes piled up in a large hall closet.  Dave slipped in one day and climbed to the top of the teetering stack which tilted over instantly.  The curious cat went flying right into a waste paper basket, getting stuck.  Dave kept meowing until Carlene came to the rescue, gasping at the toppled mess.  Jim was still sleeping by the windowsill and was annoyed that the racket woke up.  Darby was as motionless as ever.  Dave said goodbye to cat treats for awhile.


One-eyed Eddy the Pirate Bulldog 

One-eyed Eddy was a bulldog who saved the life of pirate captain David Summs of the ship Good Fortune.  Hooligans tried to rob the old scoundrel when he was on shore leave until Eddy stepped in growling and barking.  The fierce dog drove the ruffians away.  After that, Eddy and the captain were constant companions.  Captain Summ’s crew liked the bossy dog who walked around the deck barking orders.  The only one on the ship who seemed underwhelmed about Eddy was Clackers the parrot because the canine ate some of his food.  Three of the men decided to play a joke on Clackers.  They snuck up behind the cantankerous bird and jumped forward making scary faces.  Captain Summs didn’t appreciate seeing the frightened bird who wouldn’t stop squawking and flapping his wings.  When He tried to punish the mischief makers, Eddy came to their aid, whimpering for mercy.  Softened by his sorrowful dog, Captain Simms pardoned the repentant practical jokesters.  The Captain did make them clean up after Clackers for a month, not a fun job.


Michael and the Garage Sale Capitals of the World 

The neighborhoods Michael has lived in are overlooked and seem colorless but actually are quite colorful.  Each house tells a story as do the people.  There is a corner house in the back streets of a local mall that had every lawn ornament and outdoor decoration that you can imagine.  Flat wooden figures that match seasonal holidays wave hello and pinwheels twirl endlessly.  And these neighborhoods are the garage sale capitals of the world.  All you have to do in the summer through late October is follow the cheesy hand made signs that sellers post all over town.  This is a bonanza for a garbage picker and eclectic collector like Michael.  His apartment is tastefully decorated in what could be called junk yard chic or nostalg-o-rama.  A lot of what he purchases doesn’t make sense to me but somehow fits in perfectly with the decor.  One time Michael bought a chocolate fountain that would be great for a wedding or large party.  I asked Michael if he really was going to eat that much chocolate syrup and he said he couldn’t resist the flowing item because it was a bargain at $8.00.  It does kind of sparkle in his kitchen.  And an open air mall hosts a for market each year in its parking lot which Michael and I attend as a fun tradition.  One of his acquisitions is what I call the tea light tree.  At first I didn’t know what to make of the red and black giant candle holder, but now I kind of like it.


Sister Samantha, Kelsey and the Motorbike 

Sister Sam brought the drenched dog into the convent which became Kelsey’s home.  Kelsey didn’t bark much and always seemed kind of melancholy, but loved to go with Sister wherever the nun went.  When Sister Sam said the word ‘car’, Kelsey eagerly ran to the door and waited until they left.  But when she said the word ‘motorbike’, the small dog ran and hid because he didn’t like riding with her on the two-wheeled vehicle.  But as soon as Sister seemed to leave without him, Kelsey chased after the adventurous nun and reluctantly boarded the motorbike in Sister’s backpack, whimpering as they sped away.


Sister Sam, Kelsey and the Rainstorm 

Sister Samantha heard footsteps and then a knock at the convent door.  Rain was pounding at the window glass and all Sister could see was someone holding an umbrella.  No one was there when the door opened and it was hard to see past the pouring rain.  Sister heard whimpering when she shut the door, prompting her to slowly open it again.  Sitting in a puddle was a small, sad-looking dog under an umbrella.  The forlorn soul reminded Sister Sam of her uncle whose name was Kelsey.