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Thursday – A Little Personal – Tempeste Pulls a Fast One.

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“Where you going, Tempeste?”

“Oh, I thought I would go out and play something.”

“Play like what?”

“Maybe Panther and Puma.”

“Don’t you need me for that game?”

“It would be nice since you are the puma.”

“Well, I suppose I could help you out.”

“That would be really fine if you could.”

“Just a minute, though. Who is going to win this game?”

“Why, the panther, of course.”

“Don’t make me laugh. Why do you think the panther will win?”

“For one thing, the panther is way younger than the puma.”

“It just means the puma has more experience.”

“The panther is nearer to fighting weight.”

“That does it.. I think I have to teach the panther a lesson.”

“Easy, old girl. You don’t want to pull anything.”

“Very funny. You wait till we get into the game.”

“So you are going to play?”

“Darn tootin’. I just have to go get a drink of water first.”

“Okay, I’ll call  Mom to let us out.”

“I didn’t hear you call Mom.”

“I guess having your nice, comfy, warm spot is better than a game.”

“You tricked me.”

“Like taking candy from a baby.”

Thursday – A little Personal – Twiggy and Tempeste Try on Halloween Costumes

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“Hey you Two. How about we try on some Halloween costumes?”

“Aw Mom. You know we hate that.”

“I have and idea. We’ll do it with AI. You can see how it looks and chose one.”

“Here’s the wizard look.”

“Um. I think This is a pass. Too wizardly.”

“Now here’s one. Non, Je ne regrette rien.”

“We look a little too French if you ask us.”

“This may be the one.”

“Mom. Get real. A spider and a cleric? Not a chance.”

“How about cupcakes then?”

“Oh dear. We don’t mean to be difficult but, no.”

“A “Devil and angel?”

“More like a devil and ghost. Pasadena.”

Here’s a winner. A couple of sheriffs.”

“This is okay but will still itch when on.”

“Boat captains?”

“Yeah, this is kind of cool.”

“The wizard of Oz looks good.”

“Not on your life, Mom

Ohhh. I like this one. Bonnie and Clyde.”

“Yeah, we could see this one too.”

“Since you are French how about a couple of macaroons?”

“Um. We should go back to Bonnie and Clyde or the boat captains.”

“Do you want to try a costume?”

“You know this was fun, but I think we’ll pass.”

“You agree Twiggy?

“I do, Mom. We just are not costume types.”

“Well, Okay then. Maybe next year.”

Thursday – A Little Personal – Twiggy Sends Tempeste on an Errand

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“Twiggy, wait up. Where are you going?”

“It’s a good day to be outside. Not too hot.”

“I agree. What are you looking at?”

“I’m not looking. More like feeling.”

“What do you mean feeling?”

“I have this feeling we are not alone.”

“Not alone? What are you saying?”

“Go over to the end of the fence and look around the corner.”

“Is this errand dangerous? What is over there?”

“I don’t think it is anything you can’t handle.”

“That doesn’t give me much comfort. Why don’t you come look?”

“I need to be your backup is why.”

“Okay, I’ve looked. There is nothing there.”

“Nothing you can see, you mean.”

 

“Nothing is nothing. What’s this all about?”

“I think we have had an interloper in the yard.”

”

“Well, you have me spooked enough. I’m going in.”

“Oh, come on. Like you said, it’s nothing.”

“Nope. I’ve learned that if you think it is something, it’s something.”

“Okay, I’ll confess. I was just getting you ready for Halloween.”

“Well, you did a good job of giving me the willies.”

“This is going to be a good year. You are so easy.”

 

Thursday – Anything Possible – Twiggy and Tempeste In and Out

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“It’s a beautiful day. You two should be outside”

“Twiggy, you hear anything?”

“Just Dad.”

“Well, Tempeste, I guess we had better listen.”

“I agree, Twiggy. Besides, who can sleep with that racket going on?”

“Wait up. What’s the rush?”

“I want to see if that monster dog is out. I could use a good bark.”

“Since it is so quiet, my guess is the monster dog is not out.”

“Nope. Looks like he is in the house.”

“Where are you going now?”

“Although it is nice outside, I sorta want to play with a new toy Mom got me.”

“Correction. We both got a new toy.”

“Yeah, you are right. We each got one. I just take gifts like that as a personal expression.”

“I can understand that. I always feel good with a new toy.”

“It makes us both feel good, then.”

“Well, are you going to play with it?”

“You have to hide your eyes. I don’t want you to know where I stashed it.”

“For heaven’s sake, Tempeste, I’m not going to mess with your stupid toy.”

“You going for Marshmallow again?”

“I like marshmallow. The new toy is fun, but Marshmallow is my go to toy.”

“Where is your new toy?”

“I hid it.”

“See. And you called me out for doing the same thing.”

“Age has its privileges.”

Thursday – A Little Personal – Twiggy and Tempeste Inside

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“So, Twiggy, what are you going to play with?”

“Not sure. This pizza box looks fun.”

“I guess not, huh?”

“No. I’m going to take a look over there.”

“You going after marshmallows again?”

“Yeah, you are right. I’ve about outplayed these.”

“Look at you. You’ve got a macaroon.”

“Um hum. This is a tasty one.”

“The panther sees the puma has some game.”

“The puma says, ‘Don’t even think about taking it'”

“A ferocious growl will show the puma who’s boss.”

“The puma ignores the stupid panther and keeps the game to hide.”

“The panther steps in to grab the game.”

“The puma does the classic sleight of hand and is now ready for the kill.”

“The panther has to think fast or concede.”

“The puma executes the famous ear hold.”

The panther slips away and goes for the throat.”

“The puma tries hard not to laugh since that is a ticklish spot.”

“The panther cannot help but laugh as well.”

“The puma calls for a time-out.”

“The panther says no dice.”

“The puma does the classic neck. hold.”

The panther goes to the air and shakes off the hold.”

“The puma follows the panther up there.”

The panther says, ‘Let’s call it a draw.'”

“The puma agrees.”

“Where did the sun go?”

“They are calling for rain.”

“Gosh, that changed fast.”

Texas is like that.”

Thursday – A Little Personal – Twiggy and Tempest Outside

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“Tempeste. What are you doing over there?”

“I’m thinking there was some kind of wild animal that came through here.”

“Wild animal? What kind of wild animal?”

“I’m picking essence of rhinoceros.”

“You have gotta be kidding me.”

“No, I’m quite serious.”

“The last time I looked, there have been no Rhinos here.”

“How can you be so certain?”

“Because they live in Africa, not Texas.”

“Who’s to say one or two haven’t jumped on a boat and snuck into Texas?”

“I think you have an active imagination.”

“That may be. What if I told you I’m picking up a giraffe, too.”

“I would say you have been reading too many books on animals.”

“Well, laugh if you must. Don’t come to me if you get run over by a Rhino.”

“To prevent that I think it’s time for a nap.”

“I could sure use one too.”

“Rhinoceros indeed.”

“Don’t say I haven’t warned you.”

Thursday – A Little Personal – Twiggy and Tempeste Meet a Monster

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“What is that thing, Twiggy?”

“It’s a window Bot.”

A window bot? What kind of crazy is that?”

“Dad-kind of crazy. He’s tired of paying to have windows done.”

“So he’s allowed another bot into the house? AI is going to take over.”

“Yep. I don’t know about takeover. Right now it is most annoying.”

“I just wanted to look out and check if there were some St. Louis candidates  lurking.”

“Yeah, well, not right now. That thing is doing our window.”

“How long is it gont ot be there?”

“Hard to tell. Maybe five minutes.”

“I’ll keep watch. Maybe it will get the hint and move on.”

“Don’t count on it. Those things don’t listen well.”

“Can we bark it away?”

“Sorry, No. They have no fear of us for sure.”

“I give up. I think it’s going to be there all day.”

“I’ll give you five minutes; it’s really 35 minutes in dog time.”

“That is an eternity.”

“Not quite. Wait. I think it is done.”

 

Thursday – A Little Personal – Twiggy and Tempeste Outside

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“So why are some toys out in the backyard?”

“Dad tossed them out here. He said it is cool enough to play in the yard.”

“I don’t remember giving anyone permission to fling Marshmallow into the wilds.”

“Call me crazy, but I don’t think Dad needs permission.”

“I’ll ask you to leave Marshmallow alone.”

“Just taking a sniff. I know it’s your precious pal.”

“So, maybe we can play tug-of-war with Elf.”

“Not sure Elf would like that, but it is a possibility.”

“Okay, I’m coming down.”

“Lookout, world, here comes the sumo wrestler.”

“Alright, so let’s go.”

“Come get Elf.”

“A quick stroll and I will have him.”

“A morning walk, you mean.

“Here he is. Okay, Elf, you are on my team. Where you going, Tempeste?”

“With all the fooling around I have a urge for a nap.”

“Well, that does it. I can’t play tug-of-war by myself.”

“No. You can play with Marshmallow.”

“Maybe a snooze will do you good.”

“Sounds like you don’t approve.”

 

“Who am I to say whether or not you take a nap?”

“That’s true. So what will you do?”

“Hmm. Maybe I’ll go inside and see it I can weasel a treat.”

“Wait. That sounds way more fun than a nap.”

Thursday – A Little Personnel – Twiggy and Tempeste Avoid the Heat

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“Twiggy. Why don’t we go outside?”

“It’s over 100 degrees (40+C); that’s why.”

“I guess that’s a little too much for Frenchies.”

“You bet it is. With our short snouts, we would run out of breath very quickly.”

“That makes sense. I guess we will have to play inside.”

“Yes, we will. At least until this evening when it gets a little cooler.”

“You doing that marshmallow again?”

“I love this marshmallow. Go find a toy to play with.”

“I think this popsicle looks pretty good.”

“Okay. Well, give it a run for its money.”

“First I will grab it by its stick and shake it.”

“You go, girl.”

“Then  I’ll tell it to give up or die.”

“Now you’re talking.”

“Then I…Wait, what’s that?”

“That elf by the stairs you mean?”

“Yeah. Where has this been all my life?”

“I’m sure you have tripped over it at least five times today.”

“But now it’s like a long-lost love.”

“Tempeste. Get a grip. I think you are getting cabin fever.”

Thursday – A Little Personal – Twiggy and Tempeste Go Hunting.

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“Hey, Twiggy. What are you looking at?”

“A whole herd of moochers.”

“Moochers? What do you mean?”

“Those deer who have Mom buffaloed.”

“Scoot over, let me see.”

“There they are getting handouts.”

“Wow. You are right. Why do you call them moochers?”

“Because they always have a hoof out for carrots.”

“Carrots? You and I don’t eat carrots.”

“I know it’s just the principle.”

“Oh, I get it. Mom pays attention to them.”

“Well, yeah.”

“And you are jealous.”

“Hold on. There’s one that deserves to be barked to St Louis.”

“How long have you had this obsessive jealousy of the deer?”

“I don’t have an obsessive jealousy. It’s just, I think these guys have the potential to take over the yard.”

“A cute little fawn like that one is going to take over?”

“It grows up. Sometimes it turns into a big ole buck.”

“Well, they are leaving.”

“They will be back. Trust me.”

“You going to wait here for them?”

“I just might.”

“How long are you going to wait?”

“We have all day.”

“What do you mean, ‘We?'”

“Okay then. I have all day.”