Smiles from Vancouver

In yesterday’s post I shared about the “special gold nuggets” from our trip to Vancouver. They happened to be Colin, my co-author/friend, and blogger from http://meandray.com/2019/07/19/these-past-few-weeks-part-3/  and his wonderful daughter, Melanie.

Melanie has an indomitable spirit that is amazing! She has been through a lot, but she stays positive and has been an inspiration to me in the past couple years that I have known her. I cherish her friendship!

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I of course value Colin’s friendship too. As I said in my other post, they are quite the duo! You never know quite what to expect from them. They can send your mind spinning! I may have experienced that a time or two or more!  Remember yesterday’s picture that I titled “A rose between 2…?”

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Well the next 2 pictures show what happens, when one Chappell gets a bright idea and the other one is on the same page!

Being that Colin and I co-authored “The Odessa Chronicles”, Colin decided that we need to pose for a picture with the book. Good practice for when the book becomes famous and we need to do photo shoots. I do believe we may need more practice!

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I was so close to just collapsing on the floor!

Yes, this trip is one that will be remembered always. There was tea, gelato, hugs and laughter shared! Could it be any better? Perhaps if there wouldn’t have had to be goodbyes! But as my favorite Bear says!

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The Fishy Negotiation (Part 2)

If you didn’t get a chance to read part 1 yesterday, here is a link to it. The Fishy Negotiation

Hope you enjoy the rest of the story and if you do, you would probably love the book! Feel free to click on “The Odessa Chronicles” cover in the right hand margin, for more information. There is  definitely a lot more crazy moments that this gang have together  and heartwarming ones as well.

Do you think Odessa was successful in teaching Dewey how to be polite and use his manners?  Can a Barn Owl actually teach a cat manners? Well, when it comes to Odessa, just about anything can happen!

Enjoy!

The Fishy Negotiation (Part 2)

Much later that day, the man-servant was relaxing in his chair in the living room when Odessa, Jaxon, and Dewey walked in. All three of them stood in front of the man-servant, and then Odessa hit Dewey with a wing, and Jaxon gave him a gentle kick with one of his back legs. “Go for it.” he whispered to Dewey.

“Please, Mr. Man-Servant,” said Dewey, “would you be so kind as to share your fish with me the next time you decide to have it for breakfast?”

The man-servant looked at him in disbelief. “Well yes, of course I will, Dewey,” he replied.

Dewey was smiling now. “When you have a free moment, would you please put some more food in my bowl?”

The man-servant did not know quite what to say except, “Of course, Dewey. It will be my pleasure to do so.”

Odessa and Jaxon were smiling at each other. They were both amazed at the transformation. “I am really good.” said Odessa to Jaxon. “Who would have thought that Dewey could be trained to be polite? He is a cat after all.”

Jaxon looked up at Odessa. “You’re a genius.” he said.

That was the tone for the rest of the evening. Odessa was feeling very proud of herself. Jaxon was in total admiration for what she had achieved, and the man-servant was still in shock at Dewey’s transformation. Dewey, however, had a sly grin on his face.

The next morning, the man-servant was in the kitchen with the intent of getting his breakfast, but he could not find anything. The cupboard where he kept his cereals was empty. His tins of salmon were gone, and even his bread had disappeared. He decided to make himself a cup of tea and relax while he sorted out what was happening. However, not only had his box of tea disappeared, but his kettle had also gone missing.

“Good morning, Man-Servant,” said Dewey with a big smile on his face. “Did you have a pleasant sleep?”

The man-servant looked at him. “You’re being very nice this morning. Do you know anything about all the stuff that is missing here?”

“I may well know a lot about the missing stuff,” said Dewey.

The man-servant was not very amused. “Dewey … I want my breakfast, so tell me what you have done with everything.”

“Tell you?” said Dewey. “Tell you? What kind of request is that?”

The man-servant stared at him. “Dewey, you had better tell me or you will regret it!”

At that moment, Odessa and Jaxon wandered in. Odessa soon picked up on their conversation. “Man-Servant,” she said, “you and I should have a talk.”

“Not now.” said the man-servant.

“Oh, I think that now is a perfect time.” said Odessa. “Let me ask you a question. How did you feel yesterday when Dewey very politely asked that you share your fish with him? How did you feel when he politely requested that his bowl be filled with food?”

The man-servant looked at Odessa. “What?” he asked. “What has that got to do with anything?”

“It has everything to do with anything, because you were so happy when Dewey was being polite, and yet you feel that you can be rude to him. You’re just as bad as he was.”

The man-servant thought for a moment. “I am sorry, Dewey,” he said. “Now would you please show me where my breakfast things are?”

“Nah!” said Dewey. “Sweat it out, Man-Servant. You’re not dealing with your average cat, you know?”

Odessa was shaking her head. “You can dress him up, but you can’t take him anywhere.”

Jaxon looked puzzled. “When did you hear that saying, Odessa?”

“A long time ago. It’s an old human expression,” she said.

Meanwhile, the man-servant was trying to resolve the problem of his breakfast. “I’ll tell you what, Dewey … you show me where you hid my breakfast stuff, and I’ll share my fish with you at dinner this evening.”

“Okay,” said Dewey, “but I also want my cushions fluffed up and fresh water in my bowl.”

“Okay,” said the man-servant, “but then I expect you to tidy up your play things before going to bed.”

Dewey looked at him. “Deal!”

Jaxon moved up closer to Odessa and whispered, “What just happened?”

Odessa rolled her eyes. “Two of nature’s strangest creatures negotiated what could well be a working relationship, and in a language of which neither has a very strong grasp. Our lives here could well be much easier from now on … but I doubt it.

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The Fishy Negotiation

Who is your favorite cat?  Hands down, mine is Dewey! He has always been a special cat and the only cat I have ever known. We have enjoyed many conversations together, or at least partial conversations, he usually ends up falling asleep.

For those of you who are new readers to my blog and may be curious as to who Dewey is, he is the fun loving cat from the book that Colin and I wrote together, “The Odessa Chronicles”. A book not only about Dewey, but also a sassy owl, a magical Jackalope and a witty man-servant. It contains stories of all the crazy adventures  that these best friends end up sharing together! A book to warm your heart and make you feel like a child again.

I would like to share a story excerpt from the book that Colin shared about a month ago on his blog.  For those of you who follow Colin’s blog too I know that means reading this story twice now, but good stories can always be read over again, right?  Plus now you don’t have to be in suspense for Part 2!  Yes, this is Part 1 of the story and Part 2 will be posted tomorrow.

How good are you at negotiating?  In this excerpt Dewey has something in mind that he wants and when he wants something he believes that by all means he should get it! He is a cat after all! But when up against the witty man-servant …. he could be in for a surprise! Sit back, relax, and enjoy!

 

The Fishy Negotiation! (Part 1)

Dewey opened his eyes, and stretched. It was morning, and the sun was coming through the windows. He would have preferred to still be asleep, but Jaxon had prodded him to wake him up. As he turned to get off his cushion, he saw Jaxon with a big smile on his face. “It’s time to get up, my sleepyhead friend.” he said. “The world has woken up to a wonderful new day, and you are laying here missing it all.”

Dewey gave him his best look of disapproval, but then noticed the smell of fish being cooked! Now he had a reason to get up.

“Hey, Man-Servant!” called Dewey. “When will my fish be ready?”

The man-servant called back, “This is my fish! You’re getting your regular breakfast!”

Jaxon was trying to stop himself from laughing, as he watched Dewey’s expression change from excitement to obvious disappointment. “Wait a minute,” said Dewey. “You know that fish is my favorite food, right?”

“I do know that.” said the man-servant, “but this is my breakfast that I am cooking.”

Dewey did not know what to say in response to that, so he turned to Jaxon. “Does that seem fair to you?”

Jaxon was still grinning. “Well, Dewey, the man-servant does like fish, and he is the one doing the work in the kitchen.”

Dewey then spoke very loudly, so that the man-servant would hear. “Well, Jaxon, I think we need to get a new man-servant around here, because this one is simply not working out.” The man-servant heard Dewey, but did not respond.

Dewey went over to his bowl and ate everything in it, and then went up to the man-servant. “When you have finished eating that wonderful piece of fish, my cushion needs fluffing up a bit. The sofa cushions are getting a little flat, and the sofa covers need some minor repairs, where my claws have gone through, and perhaps you should vacuum my rug.”

The man-servant nodded and continued eating his fish. When he had finished, he got up and put the plate and cutlery into the sink, which was full of hot, soapy water.

Dewey was quite exasperated. “Hey, Man-Servant! Why are you ignoring me? Why didn’t I get fish for breakfast?”

“Well, it’s like this,” said the man-servant. “You didn’t ask me for fish this morning.”

Dewey looked puzzled. “Yes, I did!” he said. “I said, ‘When will my fish be ready?’”

The man-servant was not smiling any more. “That’s my whole point, Dewey. You expected that fish to be yours, without even asking if it was.”

Dewey walked over to his cushion and lay down, just as Odessa arrived. She looked at Dewey, and then at the man-servant. “Have I come at a bad time?” she asked.

Dewey looked up at her. “The man-servant ate my fish this morning.”

Odessa tilted her head to one side. “Really? The man-servant did that? That sounds a little out of character to me.”

“Well, he did!” said Dewey.

Odessa flew up and landed on the man-servant’s shoulder. “So, Man-Servant, what’s up? What’s all this about you eating Dewey’s fish?”

The man-servant turned his head to look at her. “Odessa,” he said, “Dewey really needs a lesson in good manners.”

Odessa stared in disbelief. “But he’s a cat! Cats don’t have manners.”

“That may well be,” said the man-servant, “but I see no reason why he can’t learn some.”

Odessa was shaking her head as she called to Dewey. “Come here, you troubled feline. I will volunteer to act as intermediary between you and the man-servant, while you two sort this fishy mess out.”

Dewey wandered over to where Odessa and the man-servant were standing. “I want my fish.” he said.

Odessa rolled her eyes. “Dewey! That is not the way to get anything. You should be politely asking, and not demanding.”

The man-servant interrupted. “Thank you, Odessa, and Dewey … you would do well to listen to her.”

“Okay,” said Dewey to the man-servant, “how was I supposed to ask for my fish?”

Odessa was jumping up and down at this. “You shouldn’t ask the man-servant such a question. His knowledge of English is close to pitiful. You need to be coached by someone who understands the finer points of the language.”

“But I don’t know anybody like that,” said Dewey.

The man-servant was now looking at Odessa. “Who do you think Dewey should get help from, Odessa?”

Odessa had a big grin on her face. “You said it, Man-Servant. Get help from Odessa!”

The man-servant shook his head. “I shall leave you two alone, so that you can work together without interruptions.”

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The Power of Books

I must be in a nostalgic mood this week. I did a post on toys and games from my childhood on Sunday and today my mind has drifted back to books that I loved when I was little. I had many favorites throughout my childhood, but 3 specifically came to my mind today.

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Frog and Toad were best friends and I enjoyed reading their stories over and over again.

If there were mishaps, it usually happened to Toad. Poor Toad! Their stories brought laughter, and you could also clearly see the strong friendship they had.

I still have these books and there was one chapter from this book called “The Letter”.  Toad was sad, for day after day he watched for the mail and day after day passed without him ever getting a letter. Frog got the clever idea to write him a letter. He wrote it and  gave it to the snail going down the road. He asked the snail to deliver it to Toad’s mailbox and the snail said he would.

Frog  then went to Toad’s house to watch out the window for the mail and Toad thought that was very strange of him. Toad told him how it was useless for he never gets any mail.  Four days later the snail finally arrived and Toad got his letter, which made him so very happy.

You can’t help but feel happy for Toad, can you!

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This is a fun story about a witty mouse and how he outwits a weasel, who caught him, with the intention of making Mouse Soup to eat. I of course cheered on the little mouse. I re-read this story a lot  too. I may have known what was coming, but I still can remember how much I would laugh each time at the wit of the mouse.

 

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Little Bear stories warmed my heart, for he was such a sweet little bear. He could be good at getting himself into trouble at times, but you always knew that he was very loved by his family.

It was fun thinking of the warm, happy feelings that these books brought back to me. It made me realize how memorable books really can be and how even simple stories can touch your heart and leave an impact.

I really intended this to be just a story of some  favorite books of mine when I was very little. I couldn’t help  but see some of the similarities though to “The Odessa Chronicles.”

I smile at how one of the earliest books that I loved to read was about friendship, the stories about Frog and Toad. That is a strong theme in “The Odessa Chronicles”. I laugh too at the wit behind “Mouse Soup” for  “The Odessa Chronicles” definitely has its share of wit in it.  Plus the “Little Bear” stories warmed my heart with love. and the characters from me and Colin’s book have totally filled my heart with love.

Not only do these books have similarities to the book Colin and I wrote, but they describe my life as well!

Love, Friendship and Wit are all strong threads that run through my life!

One just never knows how strongly we can be influenced by what we read, listen to, or see. What books do you remember reading when you were very young? Feel free to share below, would love to hear!

 

 

Friendship Magic at Moonbeam Farm

Reading the “The Odessa Chronicles” had the feel of reading classic stories like Peter Rabbit. It is cute and gives a nice and comfortable feeling.” 

The above quote came  from someone who had just recently purchased a copy of  “The Odessa Chronicles” and she was sending me a message to let me know what she thought of it.  Reading her words warmed my heart.

There also was the time that an older lady, who I knew, came up to me with sparkles in her eyes. She proceeded to tell me how she had finished reading “The Odessa Chronicles” and she “absolutely loved” it!  She went on to talk about the characters as she gave a little laugh telling me how much fun they were.

This was a lady who I knew as being more reserved and quiet. As much as her words gave me joy, it was seeing the shine in her face and  hearing her excitement that really touched my heart.

It’s moments like these that continue to fill my heart with awe. I feel so thankful for the smiles that me and Colin’s book,  “The Odessa Chronicles” is bringing to the young and old!

I can’t stop smiling at how due to a friendship made with fellow blogger, Colin, that I was inspired to write a fun story about a cat named Dewey and his man-servant. How that one story led to another, which then led to Colin adding his magic, and collaborating on more stories. The more stories being written led to the idea of creating a book, which then led to “The Odessa Chronicles” being published!

One just never knows what surprises can happen!

Would you like to go to a place where friendship, love and laughter abound? Do you need a smile and relaxing break from the stresses of life?  In the pages of “The Odessa Chronicles”, meet Dewey, a  mischievous cat who always thinks of his stomach; Odessa, a  witty Barn Owl, who is very outspoken; Jaxon, an easygoing Jackalope that has magical powers; and the fun Man-servant who has a big heart and loves having Dewey, Odessa and Jaxon living at Moonbeam Farm with him.

Take a journey to Moonbeam Farm and share in the fun adventures that these crazy friends have together! In taking a peek into their lives your heart will be filled with laughter and with the warmth of friendship. You may even shed a tear at some of the more touching moments shared by our 4 friends.

For more information on “The Odessa Chronicles” and how you can order it, you can click on the picture of the book cover in the right hand margin.

If you have any other questions about the fun-loving characters in our book, or questions about the writing process, etc. feel free to ask in the comments below!

Have a Wonderful Wednesday and let your friends know how much they mean to you! As our beloved characters on Moonbeam Farm  would attest to, friendships can come in a surprising way and be an amazing blessing!

 

 

 

Odessa’s Note

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HI everyone! Odessa here. I thought you all may like to hear from a new voice, instead of hearing Carolyn ramble on like she can do at times.  I think she will be most grateful to me when she finds out that I gave her a break, by writing her post today.  I am always glad to help! Trust me,  with the crazy friends that I live with, I am very used to having to help them out! Though sometimes the “man-servant” is even beyond my expert help! He definitely needed help making snowballs that one snowy day that we had. Oh, that is quite a funny memory that I won’t forget.

Yes, my friends may be crazy, but that is OKAY!  For I will admit to all of you that I would be lost without my best friends. Even without “that cat!” , Dewey, he can be a handful, always thinking about his stomach. He was in quite a stew that one day when he couldn’t get his food and the man-servant and I were on the tractor and…. Oh I better not give too much of the story away.  Then there was the day that I tried to teach him  some manners. Have you ever tried to teach a cat manners? It can be quite the experience indeed!

Jaxon, our one and only Jackalope friend,  is pretty easy to get along with, but oh he can stir up mischief with his magic!  There was that time with the boat and the time that he thought he could make Dewey fly, and … I think I probably said enough for now. Did I peak your curiosity ?

All of those stories and more about the adventures of me and my friends are in our book.  The book has the most beautiful cover on it, in my humble opinion!  It’s  called “The Odessa Chronicles.”  Hmm… A beautiful name too.  You can click on the picture of it in the right hand margin to get more information.

Now for something important, from what I have observed of the human species, you all can use some help! So heed the advice of an Owl. We really do know what we are talking about.

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Now for just one more thing. I have a little quiz for you to take. Its simple, really, even if you haven’t read our book I bet you still can figure out the answers! Have fun!

  1. Who is the best looking character?
  2.  Who is the wisest character?

Told you it was simple! 🙂

I am going to take a nap now, for it was a long night that I spent out. Take Care and nice chatting! Bye for now

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Spreading Smiles!

Happy Saturday! I am happy to share some  smiles with all of you today. I have a picture that I was given permission to share on here.

Meet Benjamin. One of “The Odessa Chronicles” youngest fans, and oh so very sweet! He has  been such a delight to know.  He has made Colin and I smile so many times with his enthusiasm for our book, “The Odessa Chronicles”,  and he happily shares the stories with his friends  too!

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His favorite character is Jaxon. Jaxon was thrilled to hear that! Dewey, heard it and just went back to sleep. Odessa rolled her eyes.  They all have had their turn though of being in the spotlight as  someone’s favorite. When I share stories either at schools or libraries, all 3 get mentioned as being someone’s favorite. I am glad to say that the man-servant does get mentioned as well by the children. They enjoy how cunning he can be at times, and his big heart. For who would take care of Jaxon, Odessa and Dewey they say, if it wasn’t for him! Especially Dewey! Poor cat would be lost without someone to wait on him hand and foot!

Benjamin’s Grandma, who is a wonderfully sweet lady, says that Jaxon is always with Benjamin! She sent Colin and I this picture and his smile melted our hearts. This is why we wrote the book, to spread smiles!

 

And if you are new to my blog and wondering what ” The Odessa chronicles” is about, here is an excerpt of a story from Colin’s blog, that he shared a few months ago. I hope it brings a smile to your heart. If it piques your interest, click on the picture of the cover of the book in the right hand margin.  The link will provide you with more information.

Our friends live on Moonbeam Farm. Joshua, who is known better as the “man-servant”, retired to the farm, not knowing what guests would be there to meet him. Odessa, (the Barn Owl), Dewey, ( the Cat), and Jaxon (the Jackalope). They all have very distinct personalities and become the best of friends having all kinds of crazy adventures.

In this excerpt, there has been a woman visiting the farm, and they all have grown to like her very much.  Her name is Florence, and she has a special connection to Moonbeam Farm, for it used to belong to her Grandparents. Being that everyone likes her they have made the decision to give her the ability that will allow her to communicate with all of them. All they have to do is ask her if she would like that and then Jaxon will work his magic.

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The next time that Florence visited, the man-servant called everybody over. “Florence,” he said, “the four of us here had a discussion about you, and we would like to tell you what we decided.”

“Oh dear,” said Florence, “I hope it is going to be good news, because I have a question for you guys.”

The man-servant became thoughtful. “Okay, Florence, as a matter of courtesy, why don’t you ask your question first?”

She was obviously thinking about the best way to present her question. The man-servant, Dewey, Jaxon, and Odessa were all looking at her and waiting. Suddenly, she said, “Well … I’ve really enjoyed coming here, and we all seem to be getting along really well, and so … I was wondering if …”

There was total silence.

Odessa looked at the man-servant. “What’s your problem? Can’t you see that she is having difficulties? Encourage her! She is one of your species … in case you had not noticed.”

The man-servant turned to Florence. “Please continue. We have thoroughly enjoyed your visits. What’s on your mind?”

Florence looked around the room for a few moments, and then looked at Dewey, Jaxon, Odessa, and finally the man-servant. “Could I live here? You’re not using my old bedroom for anything, and I would love to use it again. I wouldn’t be here too much, because my work takes me away for weeks at a time, but it would be lovely to stay with you all when I am back in the area, and I could help out with the costs of running this farm.”

The man-servant looked at her. “It’s a nice idea, Florence, and we would all love to have you live here, but there is a major problem. We will be leaving Moonbeam Farm before the end of this year.”

Florence was saddened by the news. “Why would you want to leave here?” she asked.

“We don’t have a choice, as far as I can tell,” said the man-servant. “The farm is being purchased by the town, and then demolished in preparation for a road that is planned to come through here.”

“Joshua,” she said, “that does surprise me, but I think that I may be able to assist with resolving that problem. Would you like me to get involved?”

Odessa, Dewey, and Jaxon had all moved in a little closer, and waited for the man-servant’s response. He didn’t say anything. Odessa jumped up onto the man-servant’s shoulder and shouted into his right ear, “Why aren’t you answering? Here you have a female human who obviously knows what she is talking about … and you sit there pondering something or other! Tell her, ‘Yes! Please get involved!’”

Florence had watched Odessa’s performance. “My word, Joshua,” she said, “Odessa certainly gave you a good talking to!”

The man-servant looked at Florence. “Yes, she certainly did. She wanted to know why I didn’t say ‘yes please’ to your offer.”

Florence looked at the man-servant. “Well … why didn’t you?”

*the rest of the story and many more can be found in “The Odessa’s Chronicles”, and yes this isn’t the first time or the last time where Odessa gets baffled by something the man-servant does say, or as in this case what he doesn’t say! It can be hard work figuring him out! 🙂 *

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

The Bicycle Adventure

The following is one of 9 reviews on Amazon about “The Odessa Chronicles”.  Are you a last minute Christmas shopper? There is still time to have this special book under the tree.You can click on the picture of the book cover in the right margin to take you directly to Amazon.

“A delightful book for all ages. Kids of all ages will enjoy following these unusual friends as they adventure through life together. Their crazy escapades and pranks are irresistibly entertaining while their unlikely friendship will tug at your heartstrings.”

For a peek into the book, here is a excerpt from one of the stories. One that Colin had shared on his blog about 2 months ago. With this gang, consisting of a Barn Owl, Cat, Jackalope and a man-servant it doesn’t take much to have a crazy adventure. Something as simple as a bicycle can create excitement and perhaps a little chaos.

The Bicycle Adventure

One day, the man-servant was clearing out part of the barn when he found an old bicycle. “Hey, guys!” he said excitedly. “Look what I’ve found!” Jaxon and Dewey cautiously moved closer to look at it. They had never seen anything so strange before, and were a little concerned and puzzled.

“What is it?” asked Dewey.

“It’s an old bicycle.” said the man-servant.

Jaxon was sniffing around it. “What’s a bicycle?”

“A bicycle is a really easy way for me to get around, and it is much faster than walking.”

Dewey looked up at the man-servant. “Do you mean like a car?”

“Well,” said the man-servant, “yes … kind of.”

Dewey was still puzzled. “But cars have four wheels and this bicycle thing only has two! How does it stay upright?”

“Oh, it’s not difficult,” said the man-servant. “I’ll show you.”

The man-servant got on the bicycle and started pedaling, but he had not been on one for a long time, and was very wobbly as he tried to ride around the barn. Dewey was smiling as he watched the man-servant trying so hard to steer the bicycle, and burst out laughing as both the bicycle and the man-servant disappeared through the barn-door opening. Dewey and Jaxon both followed him outside and watched as the totally out-of-control bicycle, with the man-servant barely hanging on, careened around the yard.

A familiar whoosh-whoosh sound was heard, and then Odessa landed next to Dewey and Jaxon. “I was going to fly over to the next field, but saw this circus act and thought that I might be able to help.”

“Do you know about bicycles?” said Jaxon.

“Absolutely!” said Odessa. “You see … the man-servant has no idea what he is doing. He is going far too slow, which is why he has no control over it.”

Just then, they heard a crash. They looked over at the man-servant and the bicycle, both of which were lying on the ground. Odessa flew over to him, and so was the first one there.

“Man-Servant!” she said. “Have you not ridden a bicycle before?”

“Well yes … but it was a long time ago,” said the man-servant.

“Okay,” said Odessa, “then let me refresh your memory. The faster you pedal, the more control you have over it. It’s really very simple. I’ll tell you what I will do. You get on the bike again, and I’ll coach you from the air.”

Dewey looked at Jaxon and giggled. “This is going to be fun; I just know it!”

The man-servant got back onto the bike and started pedaling, steering in a circle around the yard while Odessa flew overhead. All Dewey and Jaxon could hear was Odessa saying, “Faster! Faster! You must pedal faster!” and all they could see was the man-servant trying as hard as he could. He was doing relatively well until his front wheel hit a small rock, and then the man-servant and his bike disappeared through the gap between the farmhouse and a shed.

Jaxon and Dewey both rushed over to see where they were going, and could not believe what they saw. The bicycle was totally out of control, and bouncing down the grass hill, with the man-servant holding on tightly for fear of falling off.

Odessa was flying overhead and shouting, “Brake, Man-Servant! Brake!”

“There are no brakes!” said the man-servant.

“Oh dear,” said Odessa. “Well … jump!”

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Of course you will need the book to find out what happens next! 🙂

 

 

Singing the Blues

I have another story for you today, but no its not a Part 2 to my story yesterday,  Bridging the Gap . If you didn’t see Colin’s addition to it, make sure you read his comment in the comments left on the blog post yesterday. It is the first one. The jury is still out on whether or not the story will be continued. Feel free to leave your thoughts. 🙂

Today’s story is another story from “The Odessa Chronicles”, for more information on the book, just click on the book cover in the right hand margin. It’s a book for all ages about  the  fun adventures of 4 best friends, who are very different from each other. Get ready for your heart to be warmed by the bond of friendship they share and for your heart to be lightened by laughter.

Colin had shared this excerpt on his blog about a month ago. If anyone is feeling blue today hopefully this will help chase your blues away! The Moonbeam Farm Gang is pretty good at doing that!  The gang consists of  (Dewey) a cat, (Odessa) a Barn Owl, (Jaxon) a Jackalope, and (Joshua) who is fondly known as the man-servant. Enjoy the story and as always, would love to hear your thoughts about it.

The Dewey Farm Cat Blues

The man-servant came out of the kitchen. “Dewey, your breakfast is ready!” Then he went back to prepare his own breakfast. Once it was all set down on the table, he happened to look over to Dewey’s bowl, and there was no Dewey. He once again called out, “Dewey! Your breakfast is ready!”

Jaxon then came into the kitchen. “What’s wrong with Dewey?” he asked the man-servant.

The man-servant turned to Jaxon. “Nothing that I know about, but I’ve called him twice now for breakfast, so I guess something is up.”

“Well,” said Jaxon, “when I came into the farmhouse, he was still curled up asleep on his cushion near the fireplace.”

They both went into the living room, and there was Dewey. He was still on his cushion, but was certainly not asleep. The man-servant looked at him. “Did you not hear me call you? Your breakfast has been ready for a while now. What’s wrong?”

“Oh, I heard you. I’m not very hungry,” said Dewey.

The man-servant smiled. “You’re joking, right? You have never missed an opportunity to eat since I moved in here.”

Dewey smiled, but it was a rather weak smile. “I don’t feel hungry. I don’t feel very energetic, although that is normal for me, I suppose. I don’t feel … well … like me!”

While they had been talking, Jaxon had run over to the barn to get Odessa. When they both returned, Odessa flew down to right in front of Dewey. “Okay, Dewey,” she said. “With me being the closest thing around here to your species, as well as having a working brain … what’s up?”

The man-servant turned to Odessa. “It’s really simple, Odessa. Dewey doesn’t feel like himself today.”

Odessa stared at the man-servant. “Who does he feel like?” she asked.

“Well, I really don’t know,” said the man-servant. “I hadn’t thought to ask that.”

Odessa turned to Dewey and repeated, “With me being the closest thing around here to your species, as well as having a working brain … what’s up?”

Dewey looked at Odessa. “I don’t feel like me today.”

“Understandable, living here with the man-servant,” she said. “Confusion must be expected, but if you don’t feel like you, then who do you feel like?”

Dewey stretched and curled up again. “I don’t know, Odessa.”

Odessa jumped up and down. “Of course you know Odessa. That’s me. You’ve been living with humans for much too long. I think that what you need is an adventure.”

Dewey just stared at Odessa. “I think I’ve got the Dewey farm-cat blues!”

Odessa’s eyes were wide open. “You’ve got the what?”

Jaxon then interrupted. “He said he’s got the Dewey farm-cat blues.”

“I heard him,” said Odessa, “but I don’t understand him! Dewey, would you explain this ailment to me?”

Dewey looked at the three of them. “I don’t feel right. I feel sluggish. I want to sleep, even though I already slept a lot. I think I’ve got the Dewey farm-cat blues … oh yeah.”

Odessa once again looked confused. “What’s with the ‘Oh yeah’ business? I need more information if I am going to help here.”

Dewey looked at Odessa and then started what, to a cat, was singing. To anybody outside of Moonbeam Farm, it would have sounded something like “Meeeoooow … Meeeeeeeuw … Miiiiiiaeo … Meeoweeeo!” However, what Odessa, Jaxon, and the man-servant heard was this:

You know I live on this farm,
Listen to Odessa ramble on.
Have a Jackalope for a friend,
And the man-servant? Let’s not pretend.
He leaves a lot to be desired.
Probably should never have retired.
Have you heard the news?
I got the Dewey farm-cat blues.

***

It rained all yesterday.
I mean … what else can I say?
I wanted to stay in and eat.
I am simply surrounded by treats,
But they’re locked away, I wonder why.
I know where they are … but they’re up too high.
I got the Dewey farm-cat blues.
I got the Dewey, I’m putting on weight and feeling lazy, farm-cat blues.

***

Then Man-Servant asks, what is wrong with me;
Steps over my empty bowl. Why doesn’t he see?
There’s a hungry cat on the floor,
Who has emptied one bowl and wants more,
But I just get ignored.
I’ll lay here and be bored.
I got the Dewey farm-cat blues.
I really got the Dewey farm-cat blues … oh yeah!

The farmhouse went very quiet.

Jaxon eventually spoke. “Notwithstanding your singing shortcomings, Dewey, I really do think that you need an adventure, as Odessa suggested. I believe that I have the adventure that would work for you.”

Dewey looked at him. “Really? What kind of adventure would that be?”

Odessa was also looking interested now. “Yes, Jaxon, now I am curious. What do you have in mind?”

Jaxon was shuffling his feet, which he always did when excited. “I am not going to tell you, but I can guarantee that you will not only enjoy it … you will never ever forget it.”

The man-servant was also intrigued. “Can you give us a clue, Jaxon?”

Odessa jumped up and down. “Of course, he can, Man-Servant! Why can’t you humans ask logical questions? What you should be asking is, ‘Will you give us a clue?’”

*****

If you are curious about what Jaxon has in mind, you can read all about the unique adventure in “The Odessa Chronicles!” Or perhaps you have someone on your Christmas list who you think may be interested, books make awesome gifts. They take you on a grand adventure without you ever having to leave the comfort of your home.

 

Bob and Bob (Part 2)

Here is a story to help you get your healthy dose of laughter for your day.  It is Part 2 of yesterday’s post about the seagulls “Bob and Bob”. If you missed Part 1 yesterday, here is the link.  Seagull Fun

If you have enjoyed this story, there are many more stories in “The Odessa Chronicles” book,  a collection of stories that will warm your heart and make you laugh. For more information you can click on the book cover in the right hand margin.

 

      Bob and Bob (Part 2)

The man-servant turned back and was now looking at the two gulls. This time, his approach was much smarter. “Bob One … step forward!” Bob One stepped forward. “Okay!” said the man-servant, “now I know who you both are, we need to talk.

Bob One looked at him. “So, you want to talk to Bob Three?”

The man-servant looked at him. “No! I want to talk to you two.”

“Yes,” said Bob One. “You want to talk to Bob Three!”

The man-servant was starting to get a little perturbed. “Look here, Bob One. If you are Bob One, and if he is Bob Two, then there is no Bob Three, or Bob Four.”

“Yes, there is!” said Bob One. “You can talk with me, Bob One. You can talk with him, Bob Two. If you want to talk to both of us, then you need Bob Three, or Bob Twelve depending on how you see it!”

The man-servant sighed. “Bob Twelve? Odessa, please help me out here!”

“Okay, Man-Servant,” said Odessa, “but it is really simple, at least from a gull’s perspective. If you want to talk with both Bob One and Bob Two, then one plus two equals three … hence, Bob Three. If you call out, ‘Bob Three’, they will both come and hear what you want to say. With your suggestion to name them Bob One and Bob Three, you can see why they immediately created Bob Four. It’s seagull logic.”

The man-servant thought about it for a moment, and then said “Bob Three!” and both gulls immediately gave him their attention. He turned once again to Odessa. “So where did Bob Twelve come from?”

Odessa sighed. “Gulls are like humans, in that they generally leave a lot to be desired, but in fairness, some are better educated than others. The less-educated ones will see Bob One and Bob Two as equaling Bob Twelve, with the number one in front of the number two!”

The man-servant was totally bewildered and started shaking his head. “Odessa,” he said, “would you please take over here, and explain to the Bobs where we are going, and answer any questions that they may have? Also let them know that they are welcome to stay on the boat for as long as they wish.”

Odessa smiled and nodded, while the man-servant turned to look out of the windows.

Although it was quite bright outside, there were still waves breaking over the bow and rushing past the windows. He could still hear the wind, but it did sound as if it had dropped in strength a little. “Well, guys,” he said, “can one of you wake Dewey up and introduce him to the Bobs? After that, perhaps get some food going around here? It was a long night, and if you’re anything like me, then you’re all really hungry.”

Jaxon and Odessa started opening up boxes and plastic containers, and soon everybody (including Dewey) was eating. The man-servant was eating a sardine sandwich, when a little piece of sardine fell to the floor.

“It’s mine!” said Bob One, diving to the floor.

“No, it’s not! It’s mine!” said Bob Two, also diving down, and bumping Bob One out of the way. Bob Two picked up the piece of fish, but Bob One flew past and took it from his beak.

“It’s mine!” he said.

“It’s mine!”

Bob Two flew up and then dropped down onto Bob One, who looked up to see what was happening, and dropped the piece of fish. Bob Two swooped across the floor and picked it up. “It’s mine! Told you it was mine!”

The man-servant, Odessa, Dewey, and Jaxon were watching all the activity, in amazement, as they continued scrapping over one small piece of fish.

The man-servant suddenly smiled. “I understand something now.” he said. “When I am at the coast, and watch the seagulls fighting over food, which seems to be all the time, what I used to hear as raucous gull noises, are really them all saying, ‘It’s mine, ‘No, it’s mine’, ‘Well, I saw it first’, ‘No, you didn’t’, ‘It’s mine now.’”

Just then, Bob Two dropped it again … and Dewey was right beneath him. Dewey caught it and swallowed it. “Here, gulls! Come to Dewey! Dewey has a surprise for you!”

The man-servant intervened. “No, Dewey,” he said, “these two are not for you to play with. They’re riding along with us until this storm moves on.”

The waves started to settle down as the day was coming to an end, and so the man-servant increased the Argo’s speed, pushing her quickly through the water throughout the whole night and into the following day. Bob and Bob wanted to leave the Argo and continue on their way by flying, so a door was opened and farewells offered, as they both flew out and up into the sky.

The man-servant turned to Odessa. “Who would have thought that we would meet Bob and Bob? In fact, who is going to believe the story about Bob and Bob?”

“Yes.” said Odessa. “You can talk to a Barn Owl, a cat, and a Jackalope, but who is going to believe a story about two seagulls? Humans really are quite strange. Anyway, strange human, you are looking really tired, and the steering wheel is still tied up, so why don’t you get some sleep? One of us will wake you up if anything changes up here.”

“Thank you Odessa. I think I will.”