Monday, April 25, 2011
Marcy's Goldens
I have decided to sponsor a contest. Your job is to post a short story about your golden retriever- the current prompt being, "Boy, Do They Ever Retrieve!" Write your short story on my wall or at marcysgoldens.blogspot.com. The winner will receive a prize and your story will be featured on my website! Please post it no later than June 30th. We will announce the winner after July 1st. Have fun and good luck!
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Landon and Madison decided to pay the realtor a visit, just as any other good-natured golden retrievers would do. They bounded down the hillside crying, barking, wagging, and carrying on. They danced and pranced around the realtor and the potential buyers. Once the visitors became old news to the “welcoming committee,” Madison laid down in the sunshine for her eleventh nap of the day while Landon looked for something new to take home to his humans. Everyone in the area was at work except for Landon and Madison’s retired neighbors. After some time, the realtor ran up the hill and frantically pounded on the retired neighbor’s door. The old gentleman, whom everyone called Mr. Baber, came to the door in his typical, unhurried fashion. Bent over and out of breath, the realtor asked the old man if he happened to know where two golden retrievers lived. Mr. Baber, apparently enjoying giving the realtor a hard time said, “Why?” The realtor responded with fear in his voice, “I think that they stole my car keys!” “Hmmm,” Mr. Baber replied almost chuckling, “I don’t think they stole your car keys…Landon did. Madison is entirely too lazy. You are in luck. It just so happens that Landon is my good buddy and I know where he hides his booty.” Mr. Baber put on his jacket and led the way to the golden retrievers’ home. The men stopped at a pair of dog houses that appeared to be hardly used. Under the corner of one of the houses was a very inconspicuous hole. The old man said, “Go on. Reach your hand in that hole. You’ll find your keys.” The realtor reached inside of the hole a proceeded to pull out a multitude of stolen items: a tomato, a ball, a clothespin, and finally…his keys! He was extremely grateful to the old man for his help. They shook hands and off the realtor went to take the potential buyers back to his office. As the realtor drove off, curiosity got the best of Mr. Baber. He decided to feel around the hole to see if anything else was inside. As he reached way back, amazed at the actual magnitude of the hole, he felt another item. Bringing the artifact to the surface, the old man discovered a perfectly unharmed leather glove! The leather glove, in fact, that he had been looking for all winter long! He called Landon over to him and said, “You little stinker (only he didn’t really say stinker) I have been looking for this glove for two months! I can’t believe that you would steal from me! We were supposed to be friends!” Landon squinted a little and hung his head in shame as if he was truly sorry for the crime he had committed. Mr. Baber was mad. So mad, in fact, that it took him a while to speak to Landon again. For this period of time, Landon had to go without steak bites and cheese from his old friend. It was a long thirty minutes before Landon and Mr. Baber rekindled their friendship.
ReplyDeleteIn memory of Landon, my sweet golden boy and Mr. Baber, my wonderful neighbor- you two had better be on your best behavior up there! I can’t wait to see you both again…someday.
Hope all is well. I have been told to stay away from AKC for a while. Problems remain the same. I am the humane in making sure animals are not abused. I reach every day in the hole and guess what. Nothing happens. You make your own future. Now God has something to do with that. I have been thru so many events that have depressed me. Being inducted into the FBI wall of shame early in life was horrible. I am doing better but much watch my behavior in public. The panic attacks. People make fun of me. One person though funny to tell everyone about my one night affair. He has taken them to the cleaners. I am not sure what happened but I do know that people got rich and I got no jobs. I hope everyone is happy at the expense of my wallet. I don't care much more about ribbons or fame. Just about the people who are harmed. What I mean is there are people less who deserve a nice lady to tell them to never give up and never back down. Take it on the chin and hit them in the wallet. Material things mean nothing to me anymore. I do collect things but hang in there :) My mind wander in pictures all night long. Oh well my husband is cooking supper for me. I can say I have some really good friend now :) In New England.
DeleteMarcy's I didn't realize you were born on the 13th too!! Cookie got her 2 legs to her Rally title yesterday. It is hard living sometimes when people don't understand. Kodi, Cookie, and Lilly are all doing well. I hope you find sunshine today. My daughter said it was pretty down in North Carolina this week. I think we are going to settle in Huntington, WV so we can put Sapphire over at Marshall College. I could not take rich people from Asheville as they were not very nice. The Autism conference was horrible. I walked out because they started talking trash and the guy giving the seminar was really out of his mind. Have a great week!! If they would follow the golden rules they would all be fine. Hard work always pays off in the end. People don't understand that having a child with Autism is not easy. I had to put 3 people through school in Boone, NC and handle a daughter with learning disabilities. It is a good thing that Ariel is getting her doctorate degree down at Chapel Hill. She is getting well know in the world wide circles. Miracles do happen you just have to wait a while. Please tell Marge everything will be fine. The dogs are all at the bridge and waiting for you to come with them. I have been raped and beaten and I am still living. I should have been dead years ago but keep on fighting. Have sunshines always and don't let the rich people get to you :)
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