Tag: Twiggy

Thursday – A Little Personal – Lucy Needs to Rest

~ John W. Howell ~ 144 Comments

One of my favorite photos was taken on July 23rd, 2021, as Twiggy and Lucy celebrate the joy of their new turf.

The Producer and I know you have been following Lucy and Twiggy’s antics for the last five years. Because you have invested your time and love in these two, we feel you should know that the time has come for Lucy to take a trip across the rainbow bridge and join her sister Bailey in eternal peace. Lucy has been with us for thirteen and a half years, and we have done our best to make each day a blessing for her. She has definitely made each day a blessing for us.

Pets are the only creatures that love us more than they love themselves. Their sole existence is completely and utterly for their human family. Ultimately, it’s not about their quality of life because they’ve learned to adjust to their illnesses, and life goes on for them-good or bad. As family members, we must realize and accept that all animals are put into our lives to teach us something we could never learn on our own. When that goal is achieved, their mission on earth is complete, and their quality of life to them is perfect.

Lucy has taught us the beauty of unconditional love, both given and received. She came to us as abandoned and mistreated. Even so, her big heart opened to us and then to Twiggy. We must honor her love with heartbreaking measures that will be more than painful for us.

Lucy will be at home with us, and we will be with her when she takes her steps to peace. This will be tomorrow at 4:00 in the afternoon.

Comments will remain open. I’m not sure I will be able to respond now, but I know I will in due time. A “like” on this post represents your best wishes to all of us.

I will be taking a blog break and hope to return on Monday.

 

 

 

 

 

 

Thursday – A Little Personal – Twiggy and Lucy Visit No Dog’s Land

~ John W. Howell ~ 115 Comments

“Lucy. What are we doing back here in no dog’s land?”

“I thought we should get out more and see new things.”

“Yeah, but we never come to this part of the yard.”

“You have to ask yourself why.”

“No, I don’t. I know why.

“Okay, want to fill me in?”

“This part of the yard is filled with nothing but ghosts.”

“Ghosts? Listen to yourself. There’s no such thing as ghosts.”

“You can believe that if you want to, but I know different.”

“You do, eh? Well, tell me what you know.”

“Late at night, when no one is around, I see a weird light back there.”

“Weird light? Oh, you must mean the camera.”

“Camera? What the heck is a camera doing back there?”

“It’s a security camera for the gate back there. The light comes on when there is movement.”

“Ah ha. And just what moves in the middle of the night?”

“The wind blows the trees, and they move. The camera reacts to the trees.”

“So you are saying there is nothing else causing the light to come on.”

“That is what I’m saying.  Ask mom if you don’t believe me.”

“I wonder if mom ever saw a ghost on the camera?”

“Oh that would be a good question to ask her. I think your answer would be a fast trip to the feelings doctor.”

“Still wouldn’t it be great if she got an image of one.”

“You’ll never know till you ask. By the way keep me out of it.”

Thursday – A Little Personal – Twiggy and Lucy Discuss Characters

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“Remember two weeks ago when you thought about being a werewolf, Little One?”

“Sure, I remember. I know there were a lot of comments about it from folks.”

“Are you still considering that option?”

“You know there are so many downsides I’ve pretty much decided not to be a werewolf.”

“What are you considering now. You know we can’t play until you decide on what you are going to be.”

“This is a decision that can’t be rushed. It has monumental import on how we go forward.”

“Okay, but maybe you are putting a little too much thought into the whole thing.”

“Can you imagine coming after a wildebeest with the wrong animal?”

“I thought the puma was perfect.”

“Hold on. I think I’m picking up the scent of a puma right now.”

“Excuse me while I continue my stroll. Puma scent indeed.”

“I’m telling you. There has been a puma through here this morning.”

“Why don’t you just give in and keep your puma alter ego.”

“But a puma is a cat. You even said so.”

“But think of how powerful the puma is. Who cares if it is a cat. It is just play time anyway.”

“Playtime? I’m serious. One has been lurking here, just waiting to pounce on an unsuspecting Wildebeest.

“So you are going to be a puma again. Right?”

“The puna turns its back on the slow-moving Wildebeest, knowing the move will confuse the poor dumb animal.”

“I’ll take that as a yes.”

Thursday – A Little Personal – Twiggy and Lucy Figure it Out

~ John W. Howell ~ 113 Comments

“Twiggy. Where are you?”

“Over here.”

“Over where. For heaven’s sake. You hiding?”

“No. I’m in plain sight by the couch.”

“Plain sight? You look like you are part of the porch.”

“Well, I was just mulling over the idea of a Puma being a cat.”

“Goodness. That was two weeks ago. So you still haven’t come to grips with that fact?”

“How would you like knowing your alter ego uses a litterbox.”

“That’s ridiculous. Pumas are wild. They don’t have a litter box.”

“They use the woods?”

“I don’t know about that, but I know they are wild and dangerous.”

“Okay then. You’ve helped me a lot.”

“I’m glad about that. Now do you want to play Puma and Wildebeest?”

“Let me get used to the idea that I will play a cat.”

“Oh, come on. It’s no biggie. You just start sneaking up on the Wildebeest. It’ll all come back.”

“Let me get into character for a minute.”

“This is not the Actor’s Circle. It’s our backyard. Just leap off the porch and chase me.”

“You know Lucy. I’m just not feeling it today. I think I need the dressing room for a while.”

“I don’t know, Little One. If I were the director, I would throw you off the set.”

“Yeah, and then you’ll have to deal with my agent as well as the SAG and AGFA. I’ll be in my trailer running lines.”

“Puma’s don’t have dialogue.”

“Grrrrrrrrrrrrrowl. What do you call that?”

“A sign that it is time for lunch.”

Thursday – A Little Personal – Twiggy Playtime.

~ John W. Howell ~ 111 Comments

Twiggy is playing by herself today. Lucy is fine but is sleeping and needs her rest. We didn’t want to wake her just for photos.

“Why so glum, chum?”

“Having to play alone is a challenge.”

“You know Lucy needs her rest.”

“I know she needs her rest, but still, it’s more fun with her.”

“Well, you can make due. How about playing with Piggy? She’s new.”

“Yeah, well, we were playing, and all of a sudden, Piggy decided to nap too.”

“Wake her up. She doesn’t need beauty rest.”

You are pretty funny, Dad. She isn’t really asleep. I just got tired of playing with her. So I think I’ll get chuck-it.”

“Now that’s a good idea. You can chase Chuck-it around the house.”

“Humm. All of a sudden, Piggy seems like a better idea.”

“Why? You love to chase Chuck-it.”

I think it might wake Lucy.”

“Aren’t you sweet?”

“Mmmft. tay wizeit parfet.”

“What?”

“Sorry, I said I need to move it to the carpet.”

“Oh. Hard to understand when it’s in your mouth.”

“Yeah. Now that it’s here. I’m not so sure.”

“Well, you’ll have to make a choice. Want me to throw one of them?”

“Hey, that would be great. Toss Piggy, and I’ll fetch her.”

“Happy now?”

“Oh yes. Keep tossing her.”

“Wait a minute, I didn’t sign up for that.”

“But you’ll do it, right?”

“Yeah, of course.”

Thursday – A Little Personal – Twiggy and Lucy in the Yard

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“So, where are you going?”

“To take a look at this fence that appeared overnight.”

“Oh, brother. Dad puts up that fence so that that annoying dog visitor doesn’t cause you to bark yourself into the ER.”

“I don’t get it.”

He installs the fence when that dog is here so you won’t run on the rocks chasing that dog and hurt yourself.”

“I sort of thought it was a Puma security device. To keep them off the turf.”

“Don’t tell me.”

“Yup, the Puma has caught the scent of the wildebeest. Slowly it turns. Step by step.”

“Okay, so the wildebeest warns the rest of the herd. She lowers her head to make ready to defend her space.

“The Puma is confused and stops. Normally the animals run in fear, but this lone wildebeest is standing her ground.”

“The wildebeest calls to the herd and declares the danger has passed.”

“What do you mean, passed? I’m still a big threat.”

“Not this close to breakfast, you’re not.”

“Good point. I thought that noise was the Puma growling, but now I realize it’s my stomach.”

“The wildebeest makes for the sweet grass and cool water.”

“The Puma decides to make kibble do instead of a nice thick wildebeest steak.”

“Smart cat.”

“Wait, what?”

Thursday – A Little Personal – Twiggy, Lucy, and the Wildebeest

~ John W. Howell ~ 81 Comments

“What’s up, Little one?”

“Dad printed off a picture of a Wildebeest.”

“Okay. Why so glum?”

“I thought it was going to be an awesome monster.”

“Well, the Wildebeest is pretty fierce.”

“Looks like a skinny water buffalo.”

“Oh, come on. Did you see those razor-sharp horns?”

“Well, I suppose those could be pretty formidable. Let’s go out and find one.”

“I’ll take a stroll and see if I can lure one out.”

“You better be careful. I had a second look, and skinny translates into fast.”

“So far, nothing, Little One.”

“Go into the rocks. Maybe they lurk there.”

Okay, I’m headed that way. Keep your eyes open while I’m gone.”

“You don’t have to tell me. I’m a highly honed watchdog.”

“Hey, who put that flower here?”

“I can’t hear you.”

“Mmm, smells like cloves. Must be a dianthus.”

“Hey, Twiggy. There’s nothing here. Go around to the other side of the house. I thought I heard the sound of hooves.”

“Nothing here, Lucy. I don’t hear anything either.”

“The Wildebeest sniffs the air. She can detect a small animal upwind. Too soon to say if it is the puma. It will be only a matter of time until the battle takes place that will settle the territorial dispute forever.”

“Lucy, what are you doing?”

“Rehearsing, Little One. Just rehearsing.”

 

Thursday – A Little Personal – Lucy and Twiggy on the Hunt

~ John W. Howell ~ 68 Comments

“Okay, so we are on a hunt. What are we hunting for, Little One?”

“I was thinking it was time to get a new beast.”

“A new beast. Tired of being gored by the water buffalo?”

“Get your horns away from me. No, it’s just we need new prey.”

“Well, okay. Have any beast in mind?”

“I thought I heard a Wildebeest out there.”

“You gotta be kidding me. There are no Wildebeests in Texas.”

“There are water buffalo, I suppose.”

“Yeah, good point. Okay, so what was out there?”

“I’m not sure. Go have a look at the other side. I thought I heard something over there.”

“Sorry, kiddo. Only that pesky squirrel.”

“I would like to get my mouth around that pest for sure.”

“Yeah, good luck on that one. I think I would concentrate on the Wildebeest if I were you.”

“Makes sense. So you think a Wildebeest would make a good victim?”

“I guess it would. Who is going to play that part?”

“Let’s see. If I’m the puma, who do you think?”

“Not sure I have ever been a wildebeest before.”

“For heaven’s sake . How hard could it be? You played a buffalo, and a Wildebeest couldn’t be too much harder than that.”

“I’m going to call my agent before I can commit.”

“Life has just gotten too complex.”

Thursday – A Little Personal – Twiggy and Lucy Inside.

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“Well, dad, it’s been real, but I have to go play. So a quick down dog and I’m outa here.”

“I understand. I’ll be here doing a post.”

“Ahhh. A quick upward-facing dog, and I’ll be ready for anything.”

“I thought you were gone already.”

“Had to get in my last poses. I’m out of here now.”

“I’ll come with you.”

“Whoa. Not very warm out here. Must be in the 60s.”

“Yes, the high today is only in the 70s.”

“That Northern wind is pretty brutal too.”

“Yes, it must be at least six miles per hour.”

Hey Lucy, I don’t think it will work out there.”

“What’s the problem?”

“Feels like it’s going to snow. That’s the problem. I’m just not good when it is below 80 degrees.”

“Well, then, let’s find something to do inside.”

“Okay, Dad. You heard Lucy. What should we do?”

“Have you checked out your toys today? Might be something there.”

“I’m looking but don’t see anything new here.”

“I didn’t say there was anything new. I just said something might be there, which I meant to play with.”

“Aw, come on. It sounded like there was going to be a new toy.”

“Sorry about that. I didn’t mean to mislead you.”

“That’s okay. I think I’ll just go bug Lucy. By the way. Playing isn’t your strong suit. So don’t give up writing.”

“Lucy. Take care of your sister.”

“Like in the Godfather, boss?”

 

Thursday – A Little Personal – Lucy and Twiggy

~ John W. Howell ~ 114 Comments

“Hey, Lucy. Why are these weird-looking runners here.”

“Against her better interior decorating sense, mom bought them for me.”

“For you? Why?”

“Well, Little One, I’m having trouble walking on the tile.”

“Trouble? What kind of trouble?”

“We old folks sometimes can’t control slipping.”

“Then what happens?”

“I basically fall down and can’t get up. I’m like a turtle on its back.”

“I thought you were just fooling around. So mom got you something where you wouldn’t slip.”

“Yup, and she laid them in all the hallways and paths I take.”

“Well, they sure look out of place.”

“Mom said it was okay. The important thing is safety.”

“Now you don’t fall down? Want to play tuggy?”

“Geez. Two questions. No, I don’t fall down and don’t want to play tuggy.”

“What do you want to do?”

“Let’s see. I’m on the couch. Half of me is comfortable. What do you think?”

“It is a long shot, but I’m guessing a nap.”

“You surprise me with your clairvoyance, youngster. You are spot on.”

“I think maybe I ought to do the same.”

“No argument from me.”