Showing posts with label short stories. Show all posts
Showing posts with label short stories. Show all posts

Monday, August 15, 2011

what I did on my summer vacation by Radar O'Reilly

It's gonna rain I think that's what my person calls it when water drips from those things called clouds. I don't like rain cause me and Chirp and our person have ta stay inside,no walkies,no chasing bugs and flies. I like listening to Chirp sing the" Fly Song" with our person. Chirp sings with her cause it makes our person laugh and that's a good thing. I'm. Learning new stuff too. And I'm getting better at old stuff like" wait" . I asked Chirp about this thing called summer vacation. Chirp says summer is when it's warm and the heavy white cold rain goes away. And there's flowers. And vacation is when you go different places, I guess like picnics we go on. Or when Chirp goes shopping with our person. I hate being left home but Chirp says I have a lot more to learn before I can go places like that with our person. Ahh well someday I'll understand as much as Chirp. Untill then I'm just going to enjoy my days!
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Wednesday, March 26, 2008

Leturs to Ant Lisa

Deer Ant Lisa,
mom says y'all lost my last letur so im riting it all over agin. now let me think if i can remember wat i rote last time.
oh yeah!
mom got some kinda papers called divorce. she was very xcited about these papers. i don't know wat they are all about but its kinda like wen i was a pup.remember how xcited i wood get wen there was papers on the floor? so xcited they wood end up getin wet! so wat is the meenin of theses papers called divorce? is it like goin' BOS at ...oh like...westminester or sumthin? i know those kinda things are emportent to humans! mom even hanged them up in a fram on the wall for a wile, now that's just plane silly! everbuddy knows papers belong on the floor!
so ant lisa, let me tell you bout a new frens i made. his name is berdie pigin. i met birdie at my other frens howse, you know sqire squirl. squire had a howse warmin party cuz he jus moved into a new condor. it's a real nice place! he has wall to wall straw and a automatic nut krusher.(whitch by the way ya really need to keep your paws away from it!) squire even has a swimin pool in his yard. we had lots of fun runin and jumpin but i got so hot and thurste i drank all the water out from the pool. squire was mad at me for a long time but we are back to bean frens again
my new fren berdie and his wif berdett had to move to cuz their daughter had to move back home with her kids.
burdettas husben jus died not long ago burdetta was so ovecum with grief that she culdent work or take care of her kids so berdie and berdett are helpin out for awhile burdetta is a real nice gurl and it makes me sad that she is so unhappy. it was a real weird askadent that killed him. he worked overtime that day so it was late at nite and he wanted to stop at the roost to get some seedburgers. wel seems the plac was klosed for the nite but he thoght the fly-thru winda was still open. he flew rite threw the glass cuz he was tired and ina hury and dinnit see the "closed" sinne. poor burdetta! well i gotta go for now its time for my beauty nap. pleaz tell all my frens and famely i love and miss them. im havin berdie and his famely and sqire over for tea tomarow so i got a lots to do!(most empotant is the nap of corse) pleaz tell squire not to be ofended by my squirl frens name being the same as his (but squire always was a litle squirly huh? )
love and kises from
bltiz the wunder dawg

Saturday, March 8, 2008

if you only had six months to live...? part 1

the doctors words hit me with the force of a sledge hammer, like the kind you see at fairs to test your strength by how high you can get that metal puck to go up and hopefully ring the bell.at the top.
you should get your affairs in order. i'm so sorry but there is nothing left for us to try. you have maybe six months....his voice trailed off, we sat in silence for a few moments
were those tears i saw welling up in the doctors eyes? perhaps. perhaps it was my wishful thinking. perhaps only a very human need to believe someone cared about my passing, that somehow i'd made a difference here, in this life, to at least one person.
in my stunned and dazed state i left the doctors office and walked the three blocks to a small park and sat there on a cold wooden bench for hours.
the green grass, the new leaves budding on the trees, the yellow daffodils bobbing in the soft breeze, all went unnoticed by me.shouts of laughter from nearby children seemed somehow harsh and jarring to my ears. the sun seemed over-bright to my eyes. this was not a glorious herald of the coming spring nor a celebration on awakening new life, to me on this day it was a sad reminder that i would most likely not see another spring. i ached inside with the loneliness of the thought and couldn't imagine the scene before me with me not there.
a shift in the intensity of the sun a chill in the air roused me from my stupor. i stood and on my stiff legs began to walk toward home. home. a small word yet so rich in meaning. a mom, a dad, kids, a family doing the usual family things.
to be continued
copyright susan voigt march 7 2008