Tag: Bailey

Thursday – A Little Personal – Lucy’s Agenda

~ John W. Howell ~ 65 Comments

Lucy

“Hey, Bailey. You hear anything?”

“Like what?”

“Listen upstairs. Something’s clomping around.”

Bailey

“I don’t hear anything? Hey, Pops you hear anything upstairs?”

“I can’t hear anything from here. I’ll go check.”

“Thanks, pops.”

Stella

“Excuse me, Stella.”

“Hold on, John. I’m just finishing breakfast.”

Stella

“Okay. What can I do for you?”

“Lucy said there was something clomping around up here.”

“I have to say I did walk from the office to my water.”

Stella

“John, you are letting those two get away with murder.”

“How so?”

“Ever hear of Carl Sandburg?”

“Of course.”

“His poem “Fog” used the metaphor, “Little cat feet,” to describe how silently the fog moved in.”

“I get it. See you later, Stella.”

“Bye John.”

Lucy and Bailey

“Okay, you two. Um I mean, okay, Bailey. There was no clomping around.”

“Well, we were trying to catch a nap and Lucy heard something.”

“Meaning Stella.”

“Lucy’s agenda not mine. I only reported what Lucy said.”

“Did you ever hear of Carl Sandb— Oh, never mind. Take a nap.”

Lucy and Bailey

“As you can see Lucy follows your direction to the letter. Wait, what is that noise?”

 

Thursday – A Little Personal – Slow Day

~ John W. Howell ~ 72 Comments

Stella

“Hey, John.”

“Yes, Stella.”

“Where you been?”

“I was out taking photos.”

Stella

“With that iPhone?”

“Yes with the iPhone.”

“Pretty low-tech I would say.”

“Want to see one?”

“Well, it is a while before lunch so what the heck. Sure.”

Flag on the beach

“What is that?”

“Someone put a flag on the beach with a stick as a flagpole.”

“Why would they do that?”

“I think they were making a statement about being stronger than Hurricane Harvey.”

Stella

“That is a statement for sure.”

“Want another?”

“Not going anywhere, John. Why not?”

After the rain

“Okay. I get the cloud, but I’m sure there is more behind this one.”

“You are very intuitive, Stella. This shot depicts a new day after a storm.”

“I can see that. You know we felines don’t do a lot with symbols.”

“I know. It’s okay. Where are Lucy and Bailey?”

Lucy, Bailey, Stella

“Two guesses, John. If you use the term ‘couch’ you’ll guess right on each”

 “I see. Well thanks for looking at my photos today”

“Anytime, John. If you’ll excuse me. Since we still have some time before lunch I think I take a lay down. You will call me when lunch is ready, right?”

“You can count on me, Stella.”

“Thanks, John. I know that for a fact.”

 

 

 

Thursday – A Little Personal – Stella Tells it Like it Is

~ John W. Howell ~ 60 Comments

Stella

“Hey, John. What are you doing?”

“I’m proofing my latest book.”

“Let me see.”

Consequences of Childhood.

“Here it is.”

“Circumstances of Childhood?”

“Yup that’s the name.”

Stella

“Let me be honest. Doesn’t sound like something I want to read.”

“I never would have thought differently, Stella. I wrote it for humans.”

“Probably low brow then. Show it to the Canines and get their opinion.”

“Very well. I’ll humor you but I think I know the answer.”

“Bailey take a look at this book.”

“Yes Pops. What should I be seeing.”

“Does the title make you want to read it?”

“You are kidding right, Pops?”

“Well, Stella wondered what you and Lucy thought.”

“I for one don’t read. See what Lucy says. By the way, I think Stella was putting you on.”

Lucy and Bailey

“Lucy. Get up?”

“Huh. What?”

“I want to get your opinion on the book”

“Aw Boss. I was just about to take a big ole steak from that pipsqueak wiener dog across the street.”

“I know I disturbed your nap. What do you think?”

“Makes a good sleeping aid. Night, Boss.”

Stella

“Well, what did they say?”
“Not their kind of book either.”

“You know I was just putting you on.”

“I know but it was fun and at least I got to show them my book.”

“Authors. Don’t you guys ever give up?”

“No audience too small, Stella. No audience too small.”

 

 

Thursday – A Little Personal – Morning with Stella

~ John W. Howell ~ 73 Comments

 

Stella

“Okay, John. I know you are getting your coffee but I wonder if we could chat.”

“Of course, Stella. What would you like to chat about?

“Well, it’s a little personal.”

“Go ahead. I can keep a secret.”

“It’s about those two canines.”

“What a shock Stella. What about them?”

Lucy and Bailey

“Haven’t you noticed how they lay around.”

“To be honest I think all three of you lay around.”

“But sometimes it can be disgusting.”

Bailey

“I can see what you mean. How about some nice half and half?”

“I would like that but you have to stand guard.”

“Stand guard. Why?”

Stella, Lucy. Bailey

“Why? Just look at these monsters.”

“Aw you poor thing. I’ll Call them. Lucy and Bailey.”

Stella, Lucy, Bailey

“Not now Boss. We are on the hunt for some half and half leavings.”

“You girls are making Stella nervous.”

“Give me a break, Boss. You ever check out those claws? That is one serious fighten’ machine. If anybody should be nervous it’s us.”

“Okay girls go get the leavings.”

 

 

 

 

Thursday – A Little Personal – Watchdogs

~ John W. Howell ~ 80 Comments

Lucy, Bailey, Stella

“Hey boss, we have a code red here.”

“Code red? Lucy. What’s a code red?

“Tell the boss what code red means, Bailey.”

“Intruders, pop. Code red means intruders.”

Lucy

“They’re here. We have barbarians at the gate.”

“C’mon, Lucy. There is an easy explanation.”

Lucy

“Easy for you boss. You don’t have to put your mouth on a dirty pant leg.”

“They are the painters. They are going to make us look beautiful.”

“What do you mean, us, Pop?”

“I should have said they will make our house beautiful.”

“You may have those canines fooled, John. I for one am keeping my options open.”

“You on the table, Stella?”

“Uh . . . it looks that way, John.”

“Does mom know you are up there?”

Stella

Well, I really don’t know. Never thought to ask.”

“I guess what I mean is has she ever asked you to jump up on the table?”

“You know. I can’t really recall. You going to tell her?

“Well, I think it is not important with everything else going on.”

“Good man, John. Give us a kiss.”

Thursday – A Little Personal – Vacation

~ John W. Howell ~ 70 Comments

Lucy“Hi, Boss.”

“Hi, Lucy. What is going on?”

“Last week Bailey, Stella, and I had time off.”

“I know. You guys do anything interesting?”

Lucy, Bailey, and Stella

“Well, we took a morning dip in the pool. Of course, a dove interrupted us. Pesky thing anyway.”

“Too fast for you huh?”

“Then we went for a walk and ran into our friend on the beach. He was on his golf cart.”

“He looks glad to see you.”

“We built a sandcastle too.”

“Sandcastle? That looks like a bone.”

“All in the eye of the beholder, Boss.”

“I decided to dig a hole to China. Bailey wouldn’t help.”

“I think Baily probably had a realistic view of where China  was located.”

“Huh?”

“Never mind. What was next?”

“We went to the candy store and put out heads in a cutout. You should see Bailey.”

“I don’t think she enjoyed it.”

“Looks that way.”

“I told Bailey we needed a snow cone. I’m trying to decide on the liver or bacon flavor.”

“What flavor did Bailey get?”

“What do you think? Kibble flavor. Out of hundreds, she gets Kibble.”

“I decided it might be fun to get tattooed. Guess who put the kibosh on the idea?”

“Um…Bailey?”

“Bingo.”

“Happy hour at the Salty Dog. What a blast.”

“Did they serve you?”

“We got carded, and we left out ID at home. We ordered water. We did see a Texas hold ’em game though.”

“At the marina, we were waiting for the Pirate boat to come by. You can just see it off to the right. Bailey kept looking at a gull.”

“She is like that for sure.”

” We took some time on the playground equipment. Those slides were fun.”

Lucy and Bailey

“We finally had to head home and take a little nap.”

“What was Stella doing all this time?”

“Not sure. Ask her.”

“Stella, what were you doing on the week off?”

Stella

“You are kidding, right?

A Little Personal – Lucy, Bailey and Stella – Summer Heat

~ John W. Howell ~ 63 Comments

Lucy, Bailey, and Stella

“Hi, Boss.”

“Hi, Lucy. What is going on?”

“Well at breakfast this morning, Stella was calling Bailey, and I chicken.”

“Oh dear. Do you know why?

“She said we were afraid to go outside.”

“And it looks like she might be right.”

“Aw, boss don’t take sides.”

“Okay, I will talk to her.”

“Stella, did you call your sisters chicken?”

“I confess I did.”

“How come?”

“The last time they went out, they went through the motions.”

“And then?”

“Well, Lucy got all squinty after a minute.”

“Yes, then what happened?”

“Bailey did her “Turkey on a platter” imitation and with that unsettled face.”

“But they did go outside.”

“Yeah for two minutes then it was into the shade and beg you to come in.”

“Well, you know Bailey is a Princess.”

“Check out Lucy too.”

“So I don’t think calling names is a good idea, do you?”

Stella

“You know, John. I calls ’em as I see ’em.”

“You never go outside, Stella.”

“Not my fault, John. You were the one to decide to make me an inside kitty.”

“Let’s forget it.”

“I knew you would see it my way.”

Thursday – A Little Personal – Bailey’s Lament

~ John W. Howell ~ 66 Comments

Lucy

“Hi, Boss.”

“Hi, Lucy. What’s happening?”

“Do you think you could set that computer aside and take us to the beach?”

“Sure thing. Is Bailey ready to go?”

“Uh?”

Bailey

“Wait, what?”

“Want to go to the beach?”

“What about my nap?”

Lucy

“Brother. That would be the tenth nap today.”

“Okay ladies, Let’s hit it.”

Stella

“A nice long walk.”

“Thank you, Stella. Lucy and Bailey love your input.”

Bailey

“Look at these tracks. We should be riding in something like this.”

“Come on Bailey. A walk will do you good.”

Bailey

“I just had my nails done. Look at Lucy. She’s just sitting there.”

Lucy

“I’m trying to figure out where that sand crab went. I think he jumped into a dune buggy.”

Bailey

“Okay give me a moment. I have this itch.”

“Sure Bailey. You are allergic to walks.”

Bailey

“Oh, that was a good one.  Come on Lucy.  I guess we’ll have to do this thing.”

Lucy

“I don’t know. I’m now thinking we should wait until nighttime for this. Do that itching thing again. Maybe it will buy us some time.”

Bailey

“He’s getting a little impatient.”

“Okay ladies. Either walk or we go back home.”

 

“Ahh. Love the AC.”

Thursday – A Little Personal – Stella’s Lament

~ John W. Howell ~ 51 Comments

Stella

“Hello, John.”

“Why hello Stella. Long time no talk.”

“Do you have a minute?”

“Sure. What’s up?”

Stella

“You know I hate to complain.”

“Uh. Okay.”

“But things have gotten out of hand.”

“Let me guess. Bailey and Lucy.”

Stella

“Not so loud. I think Lucy is lying around over there.”

“So what is the issue?”

“First of all, Bailey is a saint. I have nothing to say about her.”

“Lucy?”

“Let me tell you.”

Stella

“Here I am in your office. All I want to do is cross the floor.”

“Okay, go ahead.”

“Watch.”

Stella

“See that?”

“I see you and Lucy.”

“I’ll show you again.”

Stella

“Did you see it?”

“What?”

“She looked at me.”

“That’s it?”

“Isn’t that enough? You never look at a diva. Everyone knows that.”

“I’ll talk to her.”

“You are a mensch.”

“Lucy. About looking at Stella.”

Lucy

“Boss. I love you but pfff TTT.”