Thursday – Anything Possible – Twiggy and Lucy Have a Backyard

Lucy and Twiggy

“Hey, Lucy. Look at this weird screen thingy.”

“Yeah, The Boss put that up so we could go out without a leash.”

“Why’s that?”

“This yard has no fence, and he thought you and I would like to roam a little without being constrained by a leash.”

“Boy, I get that. What are those little things o the ground?”

“I heard The Boss say it was pea gravel. He is not too happy with the landscaping.”

“Gosh. I think it’s swell. These little bushes are cute, and this black stuff is delicious.”

“That’s mulch, and I heard The Boss is going to get rid of it. He doesn’t want you chewing on those pieces.”

“Well let me tell you they are tasty.”

“Don’t let him catch you. I think you are working on a pants warming.”

“Yeah, I suppose it is foolish. I don’t swallow it though.”

“You are probably poisoning yourself.”

“Okay, I’m done. Want to play tag?”

“Yes but watch out for the stones and stuff.”

“I see what you mean. This yard is a little rougher than at the beach.”

“It’s a new house. This isn’t the final yard. Just be careful.”

“I’m not going to run over these things.”

“Make sure you don’t.”

“You have to admit, Twiggy. This yard sure smells different.”

“I’ll say. Look at the purple flowers.”

“Here’s the other screen, Twiggy.”

“I hear we are getting a fence.”

“Yes, it is going all the way around. What are you doing over there?”

“Taking in the fresh air is all.”

“You better leave that stuff alone. You have no idea how it may affect you.”

“It’ll be okay, Lucy.”

“TWIGGY. DROP THAT!!!!!”

“Geez, Dad. You scared me.”

Thursday – A Little Personal – Twiggy and Lucy Scope the New Neighborhood

We are now at our new home in the Austin area. Lucy and Twiggy are adapting quite well. There are some differences, but I’ll let them explain.

“Lucy. What are all these little crispy things on the ground?”

“Leaves, Little Potato. The trees around here shed in the winter.”

“I think walking on the road is harder than the sand. Where is the sand?”

“We don’t have a beach here, Little One.”

“How come I smell water then?”

“Yeah, I smell it too. Let’s go a little further.”

“Twiggy look. Do you see what I see?”

“I’m still wondering about those bushes I saw move.”

“Look over here, Twiggy.”

“Wow. That is water.”

Twiggy and Lucy

“Do you suppose there is a beach there?”

“I don’t know. Hey Boss. Any beaches around here?”

“We’ll have to explore, Lucy. I really don’t know.”

“Lucy look. A person in a truck.”

“Calm down, Twiggy. You’ve seen them before.”

“Now here is something you haven’t seen before. A yard full of deer.”

“OMG, Lucy. They are huge. Can we chase them?”

“What? And drag the boss behind you. I don’t think so. I’m worried that they are gathered in our side yard.”

“Do they eat dogs?”

“No just plants. I think we should just leave them alone though.

Thursday – A Little Personal – Lucy and Twiggy in a Fog

It was very foggy yesterday, and Lucy and Twiggy still wanted their walk.

Lucy and Twiggy

“Twiggy I think we should cut the walk short. It is way too foggy.”

“Lucy. Are you flying a plane? We are walking for heaven’s sake. Besides, look at the gulls up ahead.”

“Okay, but keep your eye out for cars coming out of the fog.”

“Sounds like a little Carl Sanders there. Lucy.”

“Thank you for the compliment, but that was no poem.”

“Oh man. Look at them. Mom cut me loose.”

“Mom, please don’t let her get loose. She’ll end up in Arkansas.”

“Don’t worry sweetheart. I have her.”

“Look at the Gulf, Twiggy. Aren’t you glad you are not in a boat?”

“It sure looks thick, Lucy. Yes, I’m glad.”

“I thought you were going after the gulls.”

“They all flew away. Besides this leash is a bit of a handicap.”

“How about it, Mom. Five minutes? I promise to come back.”

“Don’t do it, Mom.”

“Some pal you are, Lucy.”

“Oh please, Twiggy. You have no sense of direction. You would get lost and end up in a shelter.”

“Okay, I give. I’m going to stalk that blackbird.”

“You go, girl.”

“Nuts. It flew away again.”

“Maybe next time, Twiggy.”

“Hold on Twiggy. This isn’t our walkway.”

“It looks like ours.”

“Hey, you two. Can’t you read the sign?”

“Twiggy I think Mom is making a joke. She knows we can’t read.”

“Speak for yourself, Lucy.”

“Okay, what does the sign say?”

“Free biscuits to all French Bulldogs. What else would it say?”

Thursday – A Little Personal – Rain and Cold

Twiggy and Lucy

“Hey, dad. Check out Lucy on the couch.”

“She looks happy.”

“Did I hear my name?”

“That’s okay, Lucy. Dad and I were commenting on how happy you looked.

“Why do I think there is some kind of catch?”

“How about we play with some toys?”

“Hey, Dad. Can you toss the pink cow?”

“Maybe Lucy wants to play.”

“How about it, Lucy. Want to play?”

“I think that would be nice after our walk.”

“Dad. You aren’t going to make us go out in that cold and rain are you?”

“You know if you don’t go out you are like a whirling dervish for the rest of the day. Besides the sun is coming out later when you get back from the beach.”

“Oh man, Lucy. I’m sorry I gave Mom such a hard time about the sweater. Now I’m freezing.”

“Yeah and because of you, mine’s still back at the house. Let’s get this over.”

“That walk was miserable, Lucy.”

“I know next time just stand still and let mom put on the sweater.”

“Wait! What is that bright orb in the sky?”

“Remember Dad said there would be sun after the walk. This must be it.”

Lucy and Twiggy

“What do you think Little one? Maybe stay all afternoon?”

“I think I could do that, Lucy. This is the best.”

Thursday – A Little Personal – A Day Outside.

Twiggy and Lucy

“See these big tracks, Lucy?”

“Yes, Little One I see them.”

“I’m telling you there is a big machine up there somewhere.”

“Okay, Little One. Could you slow down a bit? The Boss and I are too old for this sprint.”

“Hows this? I’m almost standing still I’m going so slow.”

“Better Little One. Much better.”

“Ah. What did I say?”

“That there was a big machine up there. It is heading right for us.”

“Yeah. I see that. You. Yes, you. Big ole machine. Come and get it.”

“Hey, Boss. I’m not sure about this.”

“Let me at em. Let me at em. You want trouble machine you’ve come to the right spot.”

“I must say, Twiggy, you are frightening me.”

“Ha. Look at that. The machine has stopped.”

“You don’t suppose you’ve killed it do you?”

“That was some adventure Little One. You were very brave.”

“Aw, Lucy. That was nothing I was worried that the machine would hurt you.”

“But now we are safe in the backyard with no worries.”

“Yes, it feels good to rest after a battle, Lucy. Wait what is that?”

“You think that machine is in the neighborhood?”

“No Little Potato. It only works on the beach. You can relax. That was a truck.”

“They are a little worrisome too, Lucy.”

Thursday – A little Personal – Lucy and Twiggy on the Beach

Lucy and Twiggy

“Hey, Lucy. Check it out. What is that?

“Let me get closer.”

“Gee I should walk backward so you can keep up.”

“Very funny, youngster.”

“What is it, Lucy?”

“This is what humans call a sand castle.”

“Yikes. Look at that skull.”

“How do you know about skulls?”

“Everyone knows about skulls. Look at the starfish.”

“You amaze me Little One.”

“Now there is something you should go after.”

“What are you talking about, Lucy?”

“Those birds over there.”

“You think Mama would let me?”

“Maybe not. Look there.”

“What is it, Lucy?”

“A road grader, Little Potato.”

“Come on let’s go get it.”

“That’s not something you want to catch, Twiggy.”

“Aw come on. It looks like fun.”

“I see our golf cart is between you and the grader. That’s a good thing.”

“Aw, gee. You mean I won’t be able to catch it?”

“Thank heavens Little One. Thank Heavens.

Thursday – A Little Personal – Lucy and Twiggy Play Tag

Twiggy and Lucy

“Hey, Lucy…. LUCY.”

“Huh? I was looking at that bumblebee.”

“You want to play tag?”

“We always play tag. How about another game?”

“Ha. You’re it.”

“Oof. My goodness kid.”

“Can’t catch me.”

“I’m still trying to catch my breath.”

“Okay. I’ll wait for you.”

“You are so kind, Little one.”

“OMG for a big moose you sure are fast.”

“They called me the freight train at the shelter.”

“Shelter? You are a rescue, Lucy?”

“Yes, Little One. My old family didn’t want me anymore.”

“Oh gosh. Who wouldn’t want you, big sister.”

“Well let’s just say, some folks deserve to be alone. Now, you are it.”

Thursday – A Little Personal – Twiggy and Lucy at Play

Twiggy and Lucy

Lucy, Lucy, Lucy. Play with me.

Sure Little One. What do you want to play?

“I thought about ball, but then maybe tag would be fun.”

“How about flag football with my ears as the flags?”

“Oh, you silly. You know you don’t want to do that.”

“Then quit grabbing my ears.”

“Okay. How about I tag you on the chin?”

“I guess that would work okay.”

“Better yet how about ball after all?”

“Can I sit here while you run around with it?”

“You are kidding right?”

“Yes, potato, I’m kidding.”

Twiggy and Lucy

“Okay. How about I give you a head start, and I’m it?”

“How about we go in and have a big drink?”

“You know, Lucy. That sounds like the best idea of all.”

A Little Personal – Lucy and Twiggy Play with Bubbles

Lucy and Twiggy

“Hey, you guys. you want to play with the bubbles?”

“You kidding? Of course.”

“Get ready cause here they come.”

“Lucy, Lucy. That one’s mine.”

“I just got mine.”

“Oh, Look. Another one.”

“Get it Little One.”

“Oof. That one is high.”

“Nice jump, Lucy.”

“Lucy, mine is too high for me.”

“I have to get mine before it hits the fence.”

“Get it, Lucy.”

“Trying Little Suff. Trying.”

“Jeez, Lucy. Watch out.”

“”You got to get a jump on these bubbles, Twiggy.”

“Just missed them.”

“I know me too.”

“Look one is laying there.”

“I got it.”

“Come to me my bubble.”

“I’ve got some more over here.”

“That was really fun, Dad.”

“Yes, Boss, it was very much fun.”

“Okay Ladies. How about some dinner?”

Thursday – A Little Personal – Twiggy and Lucy On the Beach

Lucy and Twiggy on the Beach

“Lucy. What do you suppose is going on here?

“Humm. Looks like someone made some chairs.”

lucy and Twiggy on the beach

“I’m not sure, but this sand smells like that drink Dad has on Saturday.”

“Could be beer alright. This tree has ornaments on it. I think someone had one heck of a New Year’s Eve.”

“Lucy. What is mom saying?”

“She wants us to look at the Boss. He is taking a picture.”

“Okay, I have my best smile.”

“I always give it an intelligent look, Little One. Keeps them guessing.”