The people I live with named me “Cool”, so I try to live up to the name. They’ve got a butt-load of cats, and it beats me how they can remember which cat is called what. But, hey, I’m cool with that; they always seem to get my name right, and the food dish is always full when I’m hungry. Read the rest of this entry »
Posts Tagged Dockers
Cool, As In Cat
August 13, 2011 at 8:30 am · Filed under Crazy stuff, Family, Mostly fiction, Some truth to it, Stories, the good old days, Weird stuff ·Tagged Charles L. Mashburn, chased the dog, cool, cool as in cat, cool cat, Dockers, dockers loved to chase cats, Dockers the dog, funny, humor, laughter, reeee reeee reeeee, story, the cats would line up on the other side of the fence and taunt the dog, weird little dog, writer
I’m Your Huckleberry ~ 7-25-11
July 25, 2011 at 6:24 pm · Filed under Crazy stuff, Mostly true, Stories ·Tagged author, Charles L. Mashburn, Cheryl Lucker, dancing with the dog, Dockers, dog, dog sitting, funny, good old days, humor, laughter, scared, screaming dog, story, surprised, writer
In my post this morning, Dancin’ With The Dog, I talk about how my little dog, Dockers, drives me crazy by dancing and dodging when I walk toward her. She has other habits which are similarly aggravating. She’s doing one of them right now. Read the rest of this entry »
Dancin’ With The Dog
July 25, 2011 at 8:21 am · Filed under Crazy stuff, Mostly true, Stories ·Tagged author, Charles L. Mashburn, Cheryl Lucker, dancing with the dog, Dockers, dog, dog sitting, funny, good old days, humor, laughter, scared, screaming dog, story, surprised, writer
There’s two kinds of dancing with the dog; she hates one, and I hate the other; I guess that makes us even. I don’t know that she really hates it when I dance around the house, except when I just get out of the shower. And even then I don’t know that she hates it, I think maybe she’s just embarrassed for me. Read the rest of this entry »
Smoker’s Bark
June 9, 2011 at 8:17 am · Filed under Bad Stuff, Mostly true, Stories ·Tagged author, barks at my chair, Charles L. Mashburn, Dockers, dog, laughter, little old dog dockers, smokers bark old lady smoker's bark, story, writer
Y’all are probably tired of hearing about my old dog, Dockers, but here’s another one about her. As I’ve told you previously, she is fifteen and a half years old, nearly blind, all but deaf, and I think her sniffer might be getting weak. But somehow, she knows—even when she appears to be sound asleep—the minute I leave the room. Read the rest of this entry »
Arguing With The Dog
June 7, 2011 at 8:15 am · Filed under Family, Mostly true, Stories ·Tagged arguing with the dog, author, Charles L. Mashburn, Dockers, dog tails, family, funny, good old days, humor, laughter, story, writer
As our little old dog, Dockers, began to get old and her hips became stiffer and stiffer, she stopped sleeping with us; it was too much of a jump to get up onto the bed. We bought her a doggy bed, and she sleeps in it—about twenty-two hours a day. Actually, she’s up to three doggy bed’s now; one in our room, one in my office, and one in the living room; wherever I am, that’s where she wants to be. Read the rest of this entry »
I Laid Down The Law!
June 6, 2011 at 8:06 am · Filed under Family, Mostly true, Stories ·Tagged author, Charles L. Mashburn, devotions, Dockers, dog tails, encouragement, family, funny, good old days, humor, i laid down the law, laughter, laying down the law, love, Pennies From Heaven, story, writer
I write a lot about our old dog, Dockers; I have lots of little “tails” to tell about her. She has been a wonderful pet and companion, and I am compelled to admit I was not happy when Sherry brought her home. I didn’t really want a pet because they can tie you down—especially a small dog that gets so attached to you she becomes a nervous wreck every time you leave her. Read the rest of this entry »
Dancin’ With The Dog
June 1, 2011 at 8:15 am · Filed under Crazy stuff, Mostly true, Stories ·Tagged author, Charles L. Mashburn, Cheryl Lucker, dancing with the dog, Dockers, dog, dog sitting, funny, good old days, humor, laughter, scared, screaming dog, story, surprised, writer
There’s two kinds of dancing with the dog; she hates one, and I hate the other; I guess that makes us even. I don’t know that she really hates it when I dance around the house, except when I just get out of the shower. And even then I don’t know that she hates it, I think maybe she’s just embarrassed for me. Read the rest of this entry »
Dockers The Screaming Dog
May 17, 2011 at 1:00 pm · Filed under Crazy stuff, Mostly true, Stories ·Tagged author, Charles L. Mashburn, Cheryl Lucker, Dockers, dog, dog sitting, funny, good old days, humor, laughter, scared, screaming dog, story, surprised, writer
In a recent story, Cool, As In Cat, I mentioned how Dockers did this weird screaming noise when she ran into Cool, the cat. It was something she used to do when she was scared or very surprised. She only did it a handful of times, but it was quite disturbing each time it occurred. Read the rest of this entry »
Cool, As In Cat
May 16, 2011 at 8:30 am · Filed under Crazy stuff, Family, Mostly fiction, Some truth to it, Stories, the good old days, Weird stuff ·Tagged Charles L. Mashburn, Dockers, humor, story, writer
The people I live with named me “Cool”, so I try to live up to the name. They’ve got a butt-load of cats, and it beats me how they can remember which cat is called what. But, hey, I’m cool with that; they always seem to get my name right, and the food dish is always full when I’m hungry. Read the rest of this entry »
Still a Good Ol’ Dog
May 15, 2011 at 4:14 pm · Filed under Good stuff, Poems ·Tagged Be Still…. and know that I am God, can't hear, Charles L. Mashburn, children, Dockers, dockers loved to chase cats, Dockers the dog, family, funny, good old days, HSe only caught one cat and that was enough, humor, laughter, losing her sight, my dog helped me pull weeds, old dog, Pennies From Heaven, pulling weeds dandelions, pulling weeds with the dog, story, writer
Our little old dog Dockers is a special little critter. She’s smart as whip, and has brought us much joy. But she’s getting pretty old—sixteen, I think—and won’t be with us forever. I’ve put some of the poems and stories I’ve previously posted about her at the bottom of this post. But first, here’s a poem I wrote about her this morning. The new poem is kind of tongue-in-cheek-humorous, but a little sad, too. Smile; there’ll be time enough for sadness later on. Read the rest of this entry »
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