Cuddling Cows … A Tree Cemetary … The Cat Tour Guide … and Other Facts!

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I am impressed with his self control at 9 years old to not eat them! I would have ate the chocolates and kept the tin.

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It is a mixture of looking cool and eerie.

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I would drop things all on my own, without being distracted.

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Aww! Betsy would like this, but she lets people give her hugs for free.

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I didn’t know cassette tapes were coming back. I still have some of mine. My son got his first vinyl record yesterday. Whoever thought they would be so popular again.

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Yay for Gacek! It looks like the cafes along his route feed him pretty well. 🙂

Puppy Love in the Park

This is the conclusion to Thursday’s post, The Hungry Customer

The boulder he was sitting on was getting uncomfortable now. Mason rose to his feet, his legs were no lomger shaking. But the shock of what had happened earlier still overwhelmed him. He had encountered a dragon. A real dragon!

It was a fact that Mason would never forget this hiking adventure. All was going well until Mason had sensed something following him. Was it a bear? It didn’t quite sound like a bear.

He about jumped out of his skin when he felt something hot on his neck. Then there was a tug on his hair.

Spinning around, he gaped in horror. A dragon had a patch of his hair in his mouth!

Mason put his hand on the back of his head and felt sick at feeling a bald patch. At least it was small.

Never had he envisioned his life ending by being consumed by a dragon.

Swallowing the last bit of Mason’s hair, the dragon made a face. “Blech! What do you put on your hair?”

Mason stared in wide-eyed wonder. “It’s a highly rated special Swiss hair gel.”

“Well, it may make your hair shine, but take it from me, don’t ever try to eat it! You don’t happen to have a chocolate pudding cup, do you?”

“Uh – No, I don’t.”

“Sorry to eat and run, but I have to find some. See you later!” And he ran off. Disappearing as quickly as he had appeared.

That was when Mason had sat down on a boulder close to him, questioning his sanity.

Tippner was debating how fast he could make it to the back door before the dragon’s fire hit him. Or maybe this dragon didn’t breathe fire? A dragon who liked chocolate pudding couldn’t be bad, could he ?

The door opened. Oh, no! It was Miss Molly and her dogs. They were friendly dogs, so Tippner often let them come in the store if it wasn’t too full of customers.

The customers always enjoyed petting Elsa and Wilson. Sometimes, Wilson, the big sheepdog, would fall asleep.  Tippner would have company until he woke up, for once Wilson was sleeping, you didn’t budge him.

But there was no sleeping now! Elsa and Wilson didn’t know what to think of Haku. Poor Miss Molly looked like she might faint as she tried to keep a tight grip on their leashes. What would Haku do?

Back at the diner, Cara looked at Mason in disbelief. “Let me get this straight. A dragon bit off a chunk of your hair?”

“Yes!”

Poor Cara had to put down the tray she was carrying before she dropped it.

“And then he asked you for a chocolate pudding cup???”

Tears of laughter rolled out of her eyes, and she was momentarily speechless as she dissolved into laughter.

“I think you need some time off, my friend.” Cara managed to say while still laughing.  “I will take over for a few days.”

Mason shook his head and walked back towards his office. When he had told Amanda earlier, she tried to believe him, but he could see the skepticism in her eyes. But it did cause her to bring him his favorite drink and give him a relaxing massage.

Hmmm… Maybe he should let them think he is a little crazy. It could pay off for him. Go off on a romantic getaway with Amanda while Cara took care of the restaurant. May be worth the risk of more broken dishes. He could always order more, taking it out of Cara’s paycheck. She never seemed to notice that he had done that other times when she broke too many dishes.

A few hours later that evening, Tippner rushed into the restaurant like his pants were on fire. “You all need to come out and see this!”

Everyone rushed out, and there were many gasps of shock as people witnessed something they had never seen before!

“Incredible! I don’t believe  it!…” Everyone was talking at once.

A dragon who loves puppies! Who would have ever thought!

Miss Molly was so proud as it was Elsa and Wilson who were first in winning Haku over by their sweet charm. Tippner was mighty thankful for them.

Elsa and Wilson wasted no time in alerting all of the puppies and dogs. Now they were all gathered at the big park across from the diner.

The dogs were surrounding Haku. Some people were confused, though, as to why Tippner had set a large case of chocolate pudding cups beside Haku.

Mason was feeling mighty as important as Cara was having to admit that he had been right about the dragon.

He walked over to Cara and said, “You are right, I could use a little vacation. So next week you can come in early every day.’

“Wh-wait!! Every day?”

“Yes, every day.”

He was wearing a big smirk on his face, and Cara noticed Miss Penny, the town busybody, close by. It didn’t take long for Cara to figure out what had happened. Miss Penny must have shown up early at the diner that morning when Cara wasn’t there.

“Is there something you want to tell me?” Mason raised an eyebrow.

Grumbling under her breath about Miss Penny, Cara looked at Mason and smiled.

“Nope, nothing at all. I think I will go over and join the puppies. Better company.”

She heard Mason’s laughter as she walked away. But she couldn’t be upset for long about having the early shift next week. Not when there were so many cute puppies to be around.

Only in Bittersweet Creek could one watch a dragon entertaining puppies.

Sarah walked over to Cara. “One never knows what will happen in this town!”

“So true, that’s why it’s the perfect place to be.” Cara replied.

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Friday’s Super Short Stories!

Did you know there is edible glitter … But eating it won’t make you sparkle inside …. The sparkle comes from the heart!

Looking at vegetables won’t make you healthier, you have to eat them …. Thinking about something doesn’t make it happen, unfortunately.

Because I love elephants and the fact that they are tender, emotional creatures and that Mother’s Day is coming, I leave you with this image. ❤️

The Hungry Customer

The call of the morning dove greeted Mason when he walked outside in the early morning. For him, morning was the best time of the day. He was feeling invigorated as he took off on his daily morning walk.

Cara was on her second cup of coffee and still in zombie mode, trying to wake up. Bard had left for work earlier in his typical bright-eyed and bushy tail way. Even though she called him crazy and shook her head over his morning cheer, he still made her smile.  She savored the sweet coffee, lost in the  thought of his kiss.

“Hi Sarah, what is up?” Cara answered her cell as she was doing her hair.

“Is everything okay?”

“Yeah, why? I am getting ready for work.”

“I came for my usual morning cappacino, and no one is at the diner.The closed sign is still in the window. Where is Mason?”

There was silence, and then Cara let out a little scream and talked fast. “I will be right there! I forgot I was supposed to come in early today. Mason took off this morning. Oooh, I am in trouble!”

Dropping her phone, she grabbed a  hair tie and put her hair up in a messy bun. Grabbed a banana and was out of the door in a flash.

Gripping the steering wheel, her stomach filled with dread. She hoped that the busybody, Miss Beecher, hadn’t tried to come to the diner this morning. She would be complaining to Mason as soon as he got back.

Tippner was another one to worry about. He would be more than happy to squeal on Cara, though she could probably bribe him to be quiet.

Inwardly, she groaned. Knowing Tippner, the bribe wouldn’t be anything little. He would make sure the price was high.

Cara was relieved not to have anyone standing at the diner waiting. But she didn’t have much time, the morning rush would begin soon!

While making coffee, she thought how it was rather odd that Tippner hadn’t  been waiting at the diner. He typically was an early bird, but she was glad that he was late today.

It sure was foggy this morning. Tippner couldn’t see too far in front of him, but he should have been at the diner by now. Ugh, there was the bowling alley. He must have passed the diner. Mason needed to have bright neon lights on his sign.

Now, he would have to turn around. He may as well head to his bike shop and come back for lunch break. His stomach growled, but he would be alright. He had some cocoa puffs at the shop that he could eat.

Hmm… he also had a chocolate pudding cup at the shop. Not a healthy breakfast, but he would make up for it at lunch. He would order  some brussel sprouts, redbeets, and cinnamon chicken.

Tippner parked behind his bike shop and entered through the back door. He put up the sale signs for the special bike of the day and whistled while he worked to get the shop ready. Then while still eating his chocolate pudding he unlocked the front door.

Oh, there was someone waiting right outside the door. He saw a large shadow. The door opened and …. Tippner’s pudding cup dropped from his hands.

“Chocolate pudding! Yay. Chocolate pudding is one of my favorite foods.”

Tippner could only stare. He never knew dragons liked chocolate pudding, but what was more important was that he never had expected to see a dragon in his bike shop!

“Hi! I am Haku. Can I please have some chocolate pudding?”

Haku waited. The funny looking human didn’t respond. He only stared, his eyes not blinking. Maybe the guy couldn’t speak, thought Haku.

Ooh, the light glaring off of the top of the guy’s head made Haku squint his eyes against the brightness.

“Hellooo?” Haku tried again.

Tippner’s eyes blinked, and he managed to get out a “Hello.” But that was all.

Haku was going to need patience with this guy. But he was getting hungrier for chocolate pudding by the minute.  He would try speaking slower this time.

“Can…I….Please… Have….A…Pudding…Cup?”

Tippner was feeling deep regret that he ate the last pudding cup. How does one tell a hungry looking dragon, No?

Haku was losing patience, and he felt like he was getting heartburn. He knew it had been a bad idea when he saw how much luxurious hair that hiker in the woods had.

Cara felt like she was being pulled in a million different directions. Where was Mason? He had said he would be a little late, but it was lunchtime now, and he still wasn’t here!

Tippner stepped backward as he spoke. “I am sorry, but there are no more pudding cups.”

Haku grimaced. He really wanted pudding.

“But I have cocoa puffs that I will share.”

“Haku? Do you want cocoa puffs? Haku?”

The dragon was moving closer, with his eyes fixated on poor, shaking, Tippner.

**to be continued**

The Dragon’s Tale

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“Once Upon a Time” … Little Samantha stared at the words and the blank page.

“What are you doing?”

Samantha didn’t have to turn around, Haku’s shadow loomed over her.

“Hi Haku, I am writing the bestest story ever. There is only one problem. I don’t know what to write.” She stuck her bottom lip out and groaned.

“Don’t worry, your friend, Haku is here. It’s really quite simple. Every good story must include a dragon, of course.”

“You are right!” With a renewed vigor, Samantha started writing.

“By the sea, hidden in a cave was a dragon named Puff.”

“Heyyy!” Samantha felt a puff of hot air on her neck as Haku huffed in annoyance at her.

“Not every dragon tale has to be about Puff. There are other important dragons, you know.”

Letting out a giggle at Haku, she grabbed another piece of paper and started again.

“Once upon a time, there was a dragon named Haku, and he …”

Haku sighed, “You picked the right dragon to tell a story about it, but aren’t you going to describe my fine looks? Here, let me help you. Write the story as I tell it.”

Pulling out another clean sheet of paper, Samantha waited for Haku to begin.

“A long time ago, there was an enchanted valley hidden by fog as thick as pea soup.”

“Yuck!” said Samantha, “I don’t like pea soup. What about fog as thick as chocolate pudding?”

“Can’t say I ever heard of fog compared to chocolate pudding, but I agree, pudding does taste better. So chocolate pudding it will be.”

Hidden in this chocolate pudding fog lived an extraordinary dragon ..

“Wait! I can’t spell extraordinary.”

“Okay, what about magnificent?”

“Nope!’

“Spectacular?”

Samantha rolled her eyes. “How smart do you think I am?”

Haku muttered, “Apparently not smart enough.”

“I can spell great. I will write that you are great. You can continue now.”

Haku huffed, “Fine, but make sure to write that it was a great, great, great dragon. “

There was a great, great, great dragon who roamed around the valley. He was lost and couldn’t find his way home. When it grew dark, he became afraid.

“Dragons don’t get scared. I thought I was telling this story.” Haku said.

Samantha smacked her head. It was hard to please a dragon. “If you don’t get scared, then why do you insist I leave the nightlight on at bedtime?”

Haku’s eyes glowered at her, and Samantha didn’t say any more. She didn’t want to upset her dragon friend.

He began the story again. “When it grew dark, most people would be afraid but not Haku, the great,great,great and mighty dragon.”

“Samantha! It’s time for supper. Come downstairs, please.” Her mother called up to her.

Samantha put down her pencil to Haku’s dismay. “We aren’t finished with the story. What about the amazing treasure that the dragon finds and how brave he is when another creature enters the valley and ….you can’t leave!”

She gave him an apologetic smile and a quick kiss on his nose as she headed out of her room.

“Sorry, but there is chocolate pudding for dessert tonight!” Samantha said, running down the hall to the stairs.

“Bring me back some, please!” Haku yelled after her. After all , every great dragon deserved some chocolate pudding.

A Cuddly Fish … A Bottle Village … Mozart’s Gifted Sister …

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Awh! A fish that likes to cuddle. Sweet, but I am still not planning to dive into the ocean to find it.

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Another reason to be thankful for birds.

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If only it was an organ, so that everyone could have it!

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I read a book about her life and this was a sad fact. They toured together when younger, and she hated having to give that up.

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Impressive!

Falling ….

This is the conclusion to Stepping off the Cliff

What a fun weekend it was turning out to be. Audrey and her bestie were on a celebratory shopping spree. Yes, technically, Audrey had not received her first large paycheck yet from her new job, but it would come. Why wait to celebrate?

“I have a wonderful idea. Let’s buy some tickets for the evening show tomorrow at The StarLight Theater.” Audrey’s eyes were aglow with anticipation. But her friend objected.

“You have to be dressed in fancier clothes than what I own to go to that upscale theater.”

Audrey put her finger on her lips. “Hmmm.. Well, I would suggest that we don’t have time to waste standing around.”

With that said, Audrey pulled out her credit card, and they went shopping for dresses.

Standing in line at the register, trepidation started to rise in Audrey’s chest when looking at the price tags. What was she doing? Maybe she should wait to do this until the paycheck was in her hand.

“Shannon, I think…” Audrey began to say. But a little voice in her head said, “You deserve this! You have been scrimping along for a while now. Your ship has come in.

“What?” Shannon raised her eyebrows in question at Audrey. “What are you thinking?”

“I think….we need some shoes to go with our dresses.”

Audrey turned deaf ears to the loud groan coming from the other voice in her head.

After a five course meal at the La Bella Italian restaurant Audrey dropped off Shannon at her condo.

“Thanks for everything, girl! Can’t wait for tomorrow and hey, are you sure your boss isn’t looking to hire another secretary?”

“I will check, but aren’t you are afraid of heights?”

Shannon frowned at her with a puzzled look. “What does that have to do with anything?”

Audrey laughed. She had let out that little detail when telling Shannon about the job. Didn’t want her thinking that her boss was crazy. Audrey was still trying to rectify that part in her own head.

“Have a good night, I will see you tomorrow.” Audrey waved goodbye and headed home.

Monday morning had come fast, and Audrey was regretting being up late the night before, but the show had been worth it! It was amazing, and they had felt like Cinderella at the ball, as they watched the show.

The best thing was that when the clock struck midnight, things didn’t disappear. Audrey still woke up the next morning and was starting her six-figure job today. Plus, she had returned home last night still wearing her new sparkling red three inch heels. She hadn’t lost a shoe while rushing home, afraid her fairytale would end. Her fairytale was only beginning.

The first three weeks at her new job had flown by. Audrey was enjoying it, for the most part. Though, Mr. Blackbeard was kind of hard to figure out.

He appeared to be so charming at times. Treating her to lunch and surprising her with little gifts, but then there were the secret meetings in his office. The times he scared her as he would stress to her that he wasn’t to be disturbed for any reason, pounding his fist on her desk. She would hear her heart echoing in her ears like a bass drum.

Today, he appeared to be on edge, and she made sure to stay out of his way as much as possible.

“Miss Hartford!!’

Audrey’s cup of coffee shook in her hand, almost spilling. She put it down and looked up at her boss’s red face.

“Leave now!”

“But, but…sir, why?”

His voice thundered as he told her not to ask questions to do as he said! To leave now and come back on Monday.

Audrey was trembling from head to toe. What had she done? She grabbed her purse and dashed for the door. Whatever it was, at least he wasn’t firing her.

He had her so rattled that she couldn’t get her key in the ignition at first. She definitely didn’t feel like she was living a fairytale now.

Driving down the road, she heard sirens. Five police cars were coming down the road. Wow! She wondered where they were headed.

Audrey had a rainy weekend of reading, taking bubble baths,and going to the spa. She was trying to prepare herself for Monday. Hoping with all her heart that Mr Blackbeard was in a much better mood after the weekend.

That was strange. Audrey pulled into the parking lot at work, and no other cars were there. Mr Blackbeard and his assistant Mr Hook were always there before she was.

She decided she wouldn’t sit in the parking lot and wait she would go in and get started. Didn’t want to give Mr Blackbeard any reason to be mad at her.

Ugh! The door wasn’t opening. She knew she punched in the right code on the keypad. After several more tries she gave up. Looked like she would have to wait for her boss to arrive.

Where were they?? An hour later and still Mr Blackbeard and Mr. Hook hadn’t come. She tried calling and received no answer, only went to voice mail.

After another hour of waiting, she drove home. This was ridiculous! Now she was the one getting angry. Today was payday.

All day she waited for a phone call from Mr Blackbeard or his assistant but none came. That evening she turned on the news and all color drained from her face as the newscaster spoke.

“After a high-speed chase, Mr Blackbeard, the head of a smuggling ring, was arrested. He has many charges against him, including embezzlement of government funds and….”

Her voice droned on, and Audrey lost her appetite. She didn’t understand all the charges, but one thing was becoming abundantly clear, she wasn’t going to be receiving a six-figure paycheck. In fact, she wouldn’t be receiving a paycheck at all!

With her mind spinning, she flipped through the mail that she had laid on the table earlier.

Letting out a loud groan, she covered her face with her hands. She held the credit card bill in her hand. Her fairytale had come to an end, and she didn’t even have a lost glass slipper out there for her prince to find.

Friday’s Super Short Stories!

Yesterday was The National Day of Laughter … If you know me, you know I can’t let such an important day go unnoticed…. What makes you laugh? Share in the comments a funny story, poem, or quip and take the time to laugh … It’s good for the heart!

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Are you looking for some new, lighthearted books to take to the beach this summer? My friend, Dineen Miller, will give you plenty of laughs and warm fuzzies with her new rom-com coming out this month!

Stepping off the Cliff

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What was she doing? Other than reminding herself to breathe and trying to ignore the thumping woodpecker in her chest.

This was by far the most bizarre place for an interview. Audrey was having second thoughts about this job, but it wasn’t like she was going to tell him that now.

Perhaps she should have written on her job application that she was afraid of heights. Not that there had been any question asking that. Nothing had seemed odd about the job application, but the more Mr. Blackbeard talked, the more confused Audrey became. He didn’t seem to be simply describing a secretarial job. There were undertones  hinting at something mysterious.

Finally, Mr Blackbeard asked if she would like to go back inside. What kind of question was that? No, she would much rather sit precariously on the edge and watch all the traffic below.

She couldn’t be happier to give him her hand, as he helped her crawl back into the window. If she had known she was going to be climbing in and out of windows, she would have worn pants.

Once back inside, Audrey began to relax and resume normal breathing. The woodpecker had stopped, and she was grateful to accept a cup of coffee.

When sitting in the oak paneled office with Mr Blackbeard behind his large cherry oak desk, all seemed normal.  There were photos of his family on his desk and prestigious certificates on his wall. Bookshelves lined the walls.

He was acting like a  true gentleman, and now he was asking the typical interview questions that she had  expected.

“Well, Miss Hartford, there is only one more thing to discuss, and that would be your salary. Would you accept this as a fair wage?”

She felt his dark eyes watching her with an intense gaze after handing her a folded piece of paper.

She opened it and almost choked on her coffee, as sbe tried to swallow and not spit it out. Was he serious?? The six figure numbers danced on the paper in front of her eyes.

Once she caught her breath, Audrey raised her head and looked at Mr Blackbeard. He was still holding his intense gaze, waiting for her response.

“If these numbers are correct, then yes, I accept the job.”

He pulled out a paper from his desk.

“Wonderful, all you need to do is sign this contract. Don’t worry about all the tiny words. I already went over everything. All you need to do is sign on the dotted line.”

Seeing the same numbers in large print stating her salary, she wasted no time in signing on the dotted line.

A satisfied smile spread across his face. He put out his hand and shook her slender hand with a firm grip.

“Welcome! I think you will do quite well here. As long as you remember who the boss is.”

He gave a low chuckle, and she let out a nervous laugh, while he still kept a firm grip on her hand.

“We will see you next week, Have a good day.”

“Thank you, sir,”

While walking through the surpentine hallway, leading out of the office, she couldn’t help but think about Mr Blackbeard’s smile. His smile after she signed the contract. It had sent a small chill through her, being that it reminded her of the smile of a sly snake.

Shaking that thought out of her head, she told herself all was well. She never imagined that she would make six figures being a secretary! Her friends would be so jealous! Well, she would be a secretary and a delivery person. He has mentioned her dropping off packages at various locations. No problem, she had a GPS.

Yes, all would be fine, thought Audrey as she mentally compiled a shopping spree list in her head.

She was so busy texting her friend about her salary that she stepped off the curb, not seeing the car coming. It squealed its tires, and the driver yelled out his window. “Pay attention, lady, before you walk off a cliff!”