Today I am participating in a blogfest. Our host is Dayana Stockdale at Writing from the Wrogan. The fest wants us to write from an animals POV and below is my entry. Please feel free to pop on over and read the other entrants.
As I have reported earlier aliens spies are here and I am so happy to report American ingenuity has found a purpose for them. What purpose, what aliens spies; you ask? Well, let me explain the situation here.
A few of my followers have been informed about these alien spies and also realize there is no weapon to battle their infiltration of your home. If you are one of the few whom have not been so informed, please take this opportunity to go back and read my post on aliens. If you are one of those followers who have been educated start jumping for joy.
I just wanted to be outdoors and enjoy the NOT raining weather; after all we just received ten inches of rain in two days. What I got was sore muscles and an adventure.
As I began my outdoor adventure the first order was to even reach the outdoors. My furry friends for whatever reason feel it is a timed event to reach the door first and the green flag is my working ball cap. Yesterday I made it to the hall before they realized I was wearing the cap. BOOM, the hat; get out of our way, we know where the door is and so the adventure begins.
TGIF or so it seems. I spent last night trying to overcome anxiety attacks and watching the most absurd infomercials. Have you ever paid attention to those things? Last night I got overdosed on them and came to realize very soon, that we Americans will buy anything if presented right.
Apparently we do not have a real estate crisis and you too can make millions buying and selling property. If you merely make three equal payments of $33.33, why didn’t they just say $100.00 even? In 4 to 6 weeks you will receive a study book and video explaining how to earn all this money, of which I preceded to have a nightmare. I dreamt I sent away for my new career venture only to receive a video of Porky Pig saying, “Thaaaat’s all folks!” I awoke with the urge to have bacon.
Ah, rejection! Yesterday I received my first rejection regarding some written articles I submitted to an on-line publishing site; it sent me into a tailspin for the rest of the day. Though I do not like rejection I took a defense stance and plotted a recovery attack.
Oh, March Madness! The whole thing just brings a smile to my face, especially since Kentucky is back in the respectable category. In the past two days I have jumped, clapped and shouted my furry friends right into hibernation for the month. I’m sure by now the neighbors are thinking someone is getting beaten and robbed in my house. Little do they realize the fun is just getting started.
Yesterday, Kentucky took on their rival opponent Tennessee and from the onset I was screaming at that inanimate object in the corner of my living room, the television. I do not know why I think screaming at it helps or if I really believe it my team will win because I scream, but I continue to scream. At half time I noticed the neighbor covertly walking his dog and peeking a glance at my house. This was when I realized I must have been heard from the street. Grumpy old man; should have been watching the game anyway.
As you can see in the right column of my home page, I have three furry friends that live with me. Due to an uncontrollable family situation at the present time it has been just them and me running the house and we have managed admirably. We putter through our daily activities, me tending to my daily chores and them faithfully following to see what new adventure we might be embarking upon. There never is one, but they keep hoping.
Yesterday was the exception to the rule. I do not know if it was my fault for not seeing the need for adventure or my furry friends just needing to express them selves. Either way, they took matters into their own paws.
I first need to apologize to the few readers I have; I've been working on a new look for the blog space here and time just keeps getting away from. Hence; skipping days between posts, sorry. I hope to have the new look up soon, so do not freak if you stop one day and everything looks different. I have been working on a true rainbow color scheme so it will not be as static looking and be a little more pleasing to scroll through. But, about blogging.
Today has been a nightmare of a day. I spent 3 hours fixing my virus software, of which I ended up just uninstalling and re-installing the thing to get it working again. Then I spent 2 hours tweaking the code for the blog, which I ended up giving up on. Next, I spent 3 hours working on a new header design, of which, I never became happy with. All in all, the day feels like I spent it putting band aids on things. But to keep me sane....
I always have 3 pairs of eyes on me, that in a moments notice will be more than happy to give me attention. Again, my furry family members come to the rescue. Laying a head on my knee, putting a ball in my lap, pushing my chair away from the desk or just bouncing in my direction to make me smile. They love to make me smile.
If you do not have a pet, I highly recommend you get one. I have had a vast assortment of them in my life and can not think of one that did not make me smile. All they need is love and in return they bestow upon you many hours of pleasure. So to my furry family members I say thank you for all the distractions. Now, lets go find a treat.
Yesterday and today I have spent time trying to get this blog noticed or at least out there for more than my family to find. I began to read numerous articles on marketing, keywords, content, appearance and what service is right for you. What I accomplished, was to have a the sinking feeling I still have SO much to learn. Suddenly, my family decided to break the dull reading stupor I seem to be in.
My furry family members began to distract and vocalize their disapproval all the time I was spending in front of the small, bright thing they are not allowed near. The smallest of the bunch insists I need to throw her ball and not just for a minute. She needs it thrown over and over again. I now know where the ever-ready bunny came from; the person who came up with this idea had to own a terrier.
My oldest and alpha child insists there is something in the front yard and that I should go check it out. Of course there is nothing but a small squirrel peering in from the oak tree. I guess that was it, because I received kudos for checking it out; along with her special "grab your partner and dosey dough" dance she does. Though checking out her cadence makes my third child come to life and equal attention is required.
My third child or the gentle giant as we call her proceeds to involve me in a simple game of pat me here, now. She requires attention of the contact kind, a simple good girl hardly even is enough to calm her what she has risen from her pillow. So I oblige her with belly rubbing and head strokes.
The pack began to settled back down and peace and quite returned; now, where was I?
Content with distractions
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