Thursday – A Little Personal – Twiggy and Lucy Stay Inside.

Lucy and Twiggy

“How about it, Little One. Want to go outside?”

“Let’s check the temperature first. Hey Dad, what’s the temp outside?”

“Let’s see. Right now, it’s 41 degrees Fahrenheit, which is 5 degrees Celsius. The high today will be 43 F (6.1 C) The low tonight is 34 F (1.1 C). Want to know what the market is doing?”

“No thanks, Dad. We have enough information.”

“Boy, he loves to go on, doesn’t he?”

“Yeah, well, you know how humans are.”

“So back to the original question. Want to go out?”

“You’re kidding, right? It is 41 degrees out there. Nothing good happens in 41 degrees.”

“You know there are dogs all over the world who go out in below zero weather and snow.”

“Yeah, well, they don’t live with me.”

“Should we ask if there is better weather tomorrow, Lucy?”

“We should ask tomorrow. I saw the weather forecast, and it doesn’t look good. Besides, I don’t want to get dad wound up again.”

“So what toy should we play with inside, Little one?”

“I think the tuggy toy is just sitting there waiting for us.”

 

 

Thursday – A Little Personal – Lucy and Twiggy Outside

Twiggy and Lucy

“Where you going, Lucy?”

“I was going to have a lay down on the chaise.”

“Aw, come on. Let’s go to the yard.”

“I suppose I could lay in the yard just as well.”

“Wait up. I have been looking at some things.”

“What kind of things, Little One?”

“Green things. Look here.”

“That is a weed. They are the first things up. The boss is going to need a pre-emergent weed killer.”

“Hold on. A pre what?”

“It lays in wait for the weeds as they grow. It is put on before they start.”

“This cute little weed is going to die?”

“That’s the whole point. Weeds are not good in the grass.”

“Why not. Look at ’em. They are green before anything else.”

“That’s true, Little One, but they still have to go.”

“I can’t believe it. I mean, they aren’t hurting anything.”

“Not now, but when they get bigger and invite all their friends, it’s a different story.”

“I guess you know what’s best, Lucy.”

“Trust me. They don’t feel anything, and the grass will be better off.”

Lucy and Twiggy

“You are lucky you had a full life, little leaf. The weeds don’t have a chance.”

“I know she’s over there mourning the weeds. I sure hope she forgets about them. She’ll make my life a nightmare with all the questions.”

Thursday – A Little Personal – Twiggy and Lucy at Leasure

Twiggy and Lucy

“So Little One. The sun is warm, and we have the day off.”

“What do you mean the day off.”

“There’s no UPS or FedEx deliveries scheduled. No ringing doorbell. No pumas or squirrels. Just peace and quiet.”

“How do you know all this?”

“I keep my ears open. I know when Mom is expecting a delivery. Also, the squirrel is busy down the street. The puma is resting in a chair.”

“You are so wise. I have to admit it is tranquil around here.”

“So let’s drink in the relaxation while we can.”

“Good advice. Seems a little too good to be true, though.”

“Hold on. What the heck was that?”

“I heard it too. See let your guard down, and the monsters invade.”

“What is up in that tree? Whatever it is should not be there.”

“You said that confounded squirrel was down the block.”

“Yeah, but there he is. I guess he’s not good on his word.”

“Word? You made a deal with the squirrel.”

“It’s called diplomacy, Little One. I arranged a cease-fire for the day.”

“Well, it looks like that fell through. I’m going to use some good old-fashioned kick-ass to get some peace.”

“We have him on the run. Maybe we can get back to our day of rest.”

“Mark my words, Lucy. The minute we sit down, some leaf blowing, squirrel loving, package delivering monster will show up.”

Thursday A Little Personal – Twiggy and Lucy Learn about Teagan’s New Book

Twiggy and Lucy

“Hey, guys, come here.”

“Yes, boss. You might have to call Twiggy twice.”

“What’s up?

“You both know the writer Teagan R. Geneviene.”

“We have heard you talk about her books, Boss.”

“Yeah, when you aren’t talking about your own.”

“Good one Twiggy. Uh Twiggy?”

“Don’t mind her boss. She has the attention span of a gnat.”

“Well, we are helping to introduce Teagan’s latest book.”

“Gee Lucy. Maybe we can con Teagan into some treats.”

“Well, gang here is Teagan’s latest. It’s called Dead of Winter – Journey 1 Forelorn Peak.”

“I already like the sound of that. How about you, Lucy?

“I think the cover is terrific. What is the book about?”

“Well, here is a little about the book. I’ll read the blurb.”

Dead of Winter takes place in a fantasy world that resembles some countries in the past of our own world. In this monthly series, we travel through many lands, each with a distinct culture. The adventure begins in the Flowing Lands at Forlorn Peak.

The Brethren are fanatics who gradually took over the Flowing Lands. They say all beliefs, but theirs are heresy. Women are little more than property. Emlyn is only twelve, but to the Brethren, she is an abomination. Why? She can see ghosts and other things. That’s a secret she can admit only to her teacher, Osabide.

The stronger Emlyn’s ability gets, the harder it is for her to hide it. Now she has also gotten a supernatural warning that she knows is not about the weather, “Winter is coming!”

As the veil between the world of the living from the realm of the dead deteriorates, the danger accelerates. Journey with Emlyn as she explores her world in Dead of Winter.

“That sounds like a winner. I certainly would put that on my TBR if I had one.”

“You don’t have to worry about a TBR Little One. You can’t read anyway.”

“That is true for sure, Lucy. Where can those who do read find this book?”

“Here are the universal links Twiggy.”

Kindle: relinks.me/B08RBBVRGX

Paperback: relinks.me/B08R7RH4F5

“One last thing. Teagan will be releasing the series monthly, so everyone should keep an eye out for future issues.”

 

“I, for one, want to wish Teagan the best with her series.”

“Me too, Little One. Her stories are always so good.”

“How do you know? You can’t read.”

“The boss reads them to me.”

“Hey, wait a minute. I call it unfair. When’s my turn?”

“When you can stay up past eight o’clock.”

“Oh. Well, okay. Tell us a little about Teagan.”

“Here’s her bio and a short video.”

Teagan Ríordáin Geneviene lives in a “high desert” town in the Southwest of the USA.

Teagan had always devoured fantasy novels of every type. Then one day, there was no new book readily at hand for reading — so she decided to write one. And she hasn’t stopped writing since.

Her work is colored by her experiences from living in the southern states and the desert southwest. Teagan most often writes in the fantasy genre, but she also writes cozy mysteries. Whether it’s a 1920s mystery, a steampunk adventure, or urban fantasy, her stories have a strong element of whimsy.

Founder of the Three Things method of storytelling, her blog “Teagan’s Books” contains serial stories written according to “things” from viewers. http://www.teagansbooks.com

Major influences include Agatha Christie, Terry Brooks, David Eddings, Robert Jordan, and Charlaine Harris.

 

 

 

Thursday – A Little Personal – Twiggy’s First Snow

Twiggy and Lucy

Here s a shot of the front yard on Sunday as the snow begins to stick. We never get snow, so this was a big occasion.

Twiggy and Lucy

“Lucy. What is that white stuff starting to form up on the yard.”

“I saw this once at the Coast in 08, Little One. It’s snow. I’ll go down and confirm.”

Lucy and Twiggy

“Well? Is it snow?”

“It sure is. It’s starting to fall pretty good.”

“Is it dangerous?

“No. It is cold, though. Let’s wait a few minutes till it gets thick, and then we can play.”

“Wow, this stuff is cold all right.”

“Go ahead and sniff around some more.”

“Look, there is still some grass over here.”

“Yeah, the vines keep it from getting snow.”

“You should smell this.”

“What is it?”

“I don’t know. Almost smells like a wet cat. Look, here are some tracks.”

“Wet cat? You having an olfactory hallucination again?”

“Where did these tracks come from. They smell very familiar.”

“That’s cause they are yours. What is the matter with you, anyway?”

“No wonder they seemed familiar. Can you eat this stuff?”

“Yes, you can, just watch out for the yellow snow. You are right. There is the smell of wet cat.”

Thursday – A Little Personal – Twiggy and Lucy – New Years Eve

“What are you doing, Twiggy?”

“I thought I would wake Lucy, and we could go outside and play.”

“Come on, you and I will go out.”

“You want to run and let me chase you?”

“I’m pretty sure you could catch me in an instant.”

“Okay. There was a ball down there last time I checked. We could play ball.”

“Good idea. The ball is right behind you.”

“I’m not talking about the soccer ball. There is a green ball.”

“I don’t see a green ball.”

“Well, see that is the ball Lucy and I like to play with. Why won’t she come out?”

“It is New Year’s Eve, and Lucy is resting up for the big show.”

“Show? What show?”

“At midnight, there is a big ball that drops in Times Square, signaling that a New Year has arrived.”

“Can’t people just look at their watch to know it is after midnight? Okay, throw the soccer ball, and I’ll chase it.”

“Hmmm. Come to think about it, that is some distance. If I’m going to stay up till midnight, I will need to rest too.”

“So you aren’t going to get the ball.”

“Nah. I think I’ll join Lucy.”

Twiggy and Lucy

“Well I hope you rest up you two. We certainly want to make sure 2020 is gone.”

Thursday – Little Personal – Holiday Help with Twiggy and Lucy

“Twiggy. Can you hear me?”

“Yes. What’s going on in there.”

“The tree is going up. You won’t want to miss that.”

 

Lucy and Twiggy

“So what’s in the boxes?”

“”Don’t you remember from last year. Ornaments.”

“And what’s that pile over there.”

“I don’t think you are supposed to touch those.”

“Yeah, well, Dad and Mom aren’t here, so I’m going to investigate.”

“I would keep my wet nose out of there if I were you.”

 

“These don’t smell like anything good. You may be right.”

“Yes. Better leave them alone.”

“Look, those boxes are open.”

“Please protect us all, Baby Jesus.”

Twiggy and Lucy

“Look, Lucy. You can dig on this top and not make a mark.”

“Ah yes, the spirit of the holiday.”

 

“Well, Lucy. I think we are finished here.”

“Yes, in rode the six hundred to save the day.”

“The tree looks good. How about a closeup?”

Twiggy and Lucy

“Anything for you, Little One. Happy Holidays from Our House to Yours.

 

Thursday – A Little Personal – Happy Thanksgiving from Lucy. and Twiggy

Lucy and Twiggy

“So, dad. I thought there would be something cooking by now.”

“Yeah, Boss. Where’s the turkey vibe?”

“We are having a small breast this year. It doesn’t have to start this early”

“But there will be one, right?”

“Yes, not to worry, you two. There will be turkey and all the trimmings. We even have the Steelers on TV today.”

“Well, then we should wish everyone a Happy Thanksgiving from our house to theirs.”

“I couldn’t have said it better, Twiggy.”

“Thanks, Lucy.”

Thursday – A Little Personal – Lucy and Twiggy and Courage

Lucy and Twiggy

“Lucy it’s Thursday. What should we do today?”

“You know the Boss takes photos on Thursday. I guess we should stand by.”

“I’ll tell you what I’m not going to do is chase that ball. it hasn’t been washed in ages.”

“I hear you, Little One. Hey, come here there is something at the fence.”

“What is it?”

“Not sure. I have my ear on it but hard to identify.”

“I don’t see anything.”

“There is some kind of funk smell here.”

“Maybe if I go on point the thing will flush out. I learned this in Field and Stream.”

“First off you are not a pointer. Secondly, that works in a field, not our yard.”

“Okay but I think it worked. There is something in the trees.”

“I’m still thinking no tree creature could make this smell.”

“So what do we do, Lucy?”

“Look we need to remain calm. Obviously, this is a mystery.”

“Whoa. What the heck was that noise.”

“If I didn’t know better I would say Cheeta, Little one.”

“What do you mean, ‘know better? There it is again.'”

“SHUSH. We need to prepare ourselves. I think we are surrounded.”

“I don’t hear anything anymore?”

“Don’t worry. I made it up. The Boss asked me what I thought would make a good storyline.”

Lucy and Twiggy

“You had me going there. So this was just for a photoshoot?”

“Yup. Wait a minute. What’s that noise?”

Thursday – A Little Personal – Twiggy and Lucy Help Out

Twiggy and Lucy

“So Lucy, you think we can help Dad with these leaves?”

“Yeah, what’s so hard? After all, the old boy is not getting any younger.”

“I don’t know. We don’t have any equipment.”

“Well, I think we just have to do what we do best.”

“Okay, I’m looking for the squirrel.”

“No, I meant to use our paws. We are good at that. We can get these leaves into a pile.”

“The minute I turn my back, you hit the sunbath. Why are you laying down?”

“What? I can’t hear you from here.”

“I think after all its work, it’s time for a lounge.”

“What? I can’t hear you from here.”

“Yes, indeed. Shade, lounge. If only that cabana guy would come around.”

“I heard the word cabana. I’ll be right there.”

“This could use a little fluffing. Ah, just right.”

“I’m almost there. Got drinks?”

“No, I don’t have drinks. You know how wretched the help is at this place.”

“Whew. That is a long walk. I could use some shade.”

“Take my lounge. I’m going to meditate with my hot rock friends.”

“Better be careful. I’m not sure if your butt is one of the seven chakras.”

“Do you even know what a chakra is?”

“Don’t make me laugh. Of course, I know. They are points of energy.”

“Time of meditation is over. Time to go back to the issue of the leaves.”

“We do not have an opposable thumb. That’s our out. No one would expect us to actually do work.”

“I can say sitting in the sun is a lot better than raking leaves. What about Dad getting older.”

“Yeah, don’t worry about him. One year of his life is like seven of ours. He has the advantage of being a slow cooker. Let’s just say we tried.”