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!


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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Celebration at Moonbeam Farm!





Time passed, and feeling CUCKOO may have happened sometimes while waiting!

And than, just like that …. it happened! It’s REAL! What was once just a dream is now available to be enjoyed by everyone and yes, my eyes may be a little wet!


Thank you dear readers for your support and encouragement throughout this wild and crazy adventure!

A special thank you to my amazing co-author, Colin, from Thanks for what I often called your magic touch! Thanks for your patience also that may have been needed sometimes in working with me. How did Moonbeam Farm get its name again? 🙂

Also a big thanks to the very talented artist Jodi McKinney from, You been with us from the very beginning of this dream, from the first story that appeared on my blog, and you made our beloved characters look awesome!

Looking for adventure? Take a trip to Moonbeam Farm. A place where love and laughter reside! Make sure you keep your eyes wide open though, for with the Moonbeam Farm gang you never know what may happen!

Life’s Surprises

Editing, editing and more editing , but the end is in sight!  When Colin and I started this adventure of getting “The Odessa Chronicles”  published I really didn’t know what was all involved. Colin was definitely more the expert, as far as knowledge goes.  He has 2 very good books under his belt already!

So which one of us has been more patient in this whole book collaboration adventure?

“Has anybody told you what lovely feathers you have?”  Confused? Its a quote from the book that will make perfect sense when you read the story, but I will try to ease your confusion a little until then.  It’s a quote  from someone in the story who likes to jump from one subject to another without warning.

I believe that I won’t stop shaking my head about how “The Odessa Chronicles” all started. I only intended to write a simple blog post about a cat named Dewey. How I came up with the name Dewey, I don’t even remember. Somehow it just popped into my mind.

Then after quite some time had passed I was inspired to write another Dewey story, just for fun.  I wanted to give Dewey  and his man-servant a friend.  Who was the new friend?  Well,  a jackalope of course, makes perfect sense, right?  That wasn’t the end, for Dewey the cat,  Jaxon the Jackalope and the warmhearted man-servant needed one more friend.  Life just wouldn’t be near as exciting without our sweet Odessa, the barn-owl.

The stories were fun to write but I still had no thought about it becoming a book. There is one thing though that I have learned about life over and over again. “Expect the Unexpected!”

Colin wrote a story for fun, and guess what?  He enjoyed it and so he wrote another!  Thus began the crazy adventure of revising stories, writing new ones and realizing that these characters that started out as fictional were becoming quite real to us.  They wrapped themselves around our hearts and we had no choice but to move forward!

You really never know what may happen in life. Keep your eyes open and most importantly your mind,  to new things that may be on your horizon. Things that perhaps you didn’t dream about but that may surprise you and take you on an exciting ride!

I am very glad that I sat down one day and had the idea to write a story around a cat and a man-servant.  An idea that was inspired by a joke!

I am very glad that Colin accepted the challenge to write a story and that he enjoyed it and wrote another, for then magic started happening.

“Expect the Unexpected!”  Be open to whatever life throws your way.

“Expect the Unexpected!”  That would be a good motto for this book, for you just don’t know what you may find inside the pages.  Expect to smile, expect to laugh, to feel warmth in your heart and possibly even a tear to your eye at times.

This book is intended for children and adults alike.  A time when adults can relax with the book for the times when life may be getting a little too adultish, too complicated, which makes me think of another excerpt from the book.

Why are you swaying back and forth?”

“Oh,  I often do that,  especially when I am standing still, and if deep in thought, which I usually try to avoid because it starts making life complicated,  which is really not what I want,  because my life is complicated enough without me thinking about it, so I generally don’t  if I can avoid it.”

“Expect the Unexpected!” You never know how life may surprise you!  I have been talking to a cat, a jackalope and an owl for a long time now, and oh yes a crazy man-servant.  Do I ever feel like I m going crazy at times?

“Has anybody told you what lovely feathers you have?”






The Plan…(A Snowy Day Adventure..Part 2)

Good Morning! If you missed out on reading Part 1 yesterday, here is a link to it. A Snowy Day Adventure.  What do you think the Man-Servant’s plan is? Do you think he really can outsmart his 3 crazy friends, who were so very clever at the way they bombarded him with snowballs.   Grab your favorite hot beverage and take a moment to relax and see what happens.

The Plan (part 2)

“Okay, guys,” he said, “you win! How about we make an igloo?”

“What’s an igloo?” asked Dewey.

“Well,” said the man-servant, “it’s a little house that people live in when they have snow all year round.”

Dewey looked at him with his eyes wide open. “We can really make one of those?” he asked excitedly.

The man-servant showed them how to make large blocks of snow, and then how to stack them for the walls. By late morning, all that remained to be installed was the roof. Odessa wandered over to where the man-servant was standing, obviously deep in thought.

“Ever built one of these before?” she asked him. “Know how you are going to fill the hole in the roof, do you?”

The man-servant looked at her. “It can’t be that difficult, especially with you three to help me. I need some way of supporting the snow blocks in the roof, until they are all in place and supporting each other. I’ve got it!” he said. “You three go into the igloo and stop the blocks from falling inside, while I add the final pieces. Oh … and by the way, once you are in there, I will have to seal up the entrance temporarily, so that there is no chance of the wall collapsing while I am positioning the roof blocks.”

“Is this really how it’s done?” asked Jaxon.

“Close enough,” said the man-servant, “except I believe that the people who live in them use blocks of ice.”

Odessa, Dewey, and Jaxon all went into the igloo, and stood in the middle, waiting for the man-servant to position the final pieces. Dewey and Jaxon had their paws ready, while Odessa was supervising.

Eventually, and much to everybody’s surprise, the final pieces were placed and fit very well. The igloo was complete. The man-servant was walking around admiring it when he heard a muffled sound coming from inside.

“Hey, Man-Servant! When are you going to open up the doorway for us?”

The man-servant stopped and smiled, and in a loud voice so that they could hear him, said, “I can hear voices from somewhere. Perhaps it’s from the farmhouse. I had better go in and check … and probably have a nap while I am there.”

Dewey looked at Odessa. “Okay, genius, how do we get out of here?”

Odessa looked sternly at Dewey. “That type of comment is totally uncalled for, and really not appreciated. If you were to spend a little more time thinking about your natural attributes, you might then answer your own question.”

Dewey looked at her. “How would my eating help here?”

Odessa looked off into the distance, rolled her eyes in despair, and then turned to Dewey. “You have four paws, each one of which is capable of digging. If you can get all four working together, you could have an escape hole done for us in a few minutes.

Jaxon had been listening to the conversation. “I am a good digger as well, so I can take over when Dewey needs a rest.”

“Excellent idea!” said Odessa. “Get started you two, so we can all soon be out of here.”

Dewey and Jaxon took turns digging, and soon they had dug a tunnel out of the igloo. As they were both jumping up and down outside, celebrating their success, Odessa was calling from the inside. “Hey, guys! That hole is too small for me to get through. Can you come back and make it bigger?”

They didn’t hear Odessa in their excitement, and decided to go into the farmhouse and show the man-servant that his plan had not worked.

“Hey, Man-Servant!” said Dewey, as they went into the kitchen. “I bet you’re surprised to see us.”

The man-servant turned and smiled. “Not really!” he said. “I knew that one of you three would figure it out soon enough. Wait a minute … there’s only two of you here, so … where is Odessa?”

Dewey looked at Jaxon, and they both burst out laughing. “Oops!” said Dewey. “We forgot about her in our excitement. She is probably still in the igloo!”

The man-servant looked serious now. “We can’t leave her there forever, and she has no way of getting out on her own, so I think that perhaps we should go and help her to get out.”

Dewey groaned. “Oh … do we have to? It’s so nice and quiet without her around.”

Jaxon, meanwhile, had already started to open up the hole in the igloo when Dewey reluctantly joined him. Soon, a very disgruntled Odessa appeared, and without saying anything, flew into the barn and up onto her beam.

When the man-servant came outside, he saw Dewey and Jaxon looking at each other. “What’s up?” he asked.

Jaxon looked up at him. “It’s Odessa,” he said. “She went into the barn and is not speaking to us. I don’t think that she liked us running off and leaving her in the igloo.” It was decided that they should all go into the barn and talk with her.

“Odessa!” said the man-servant. “Are you not speaking to Dewey and Jaxon?”

“Of course not! They came into the barn with you so how could I. If you meant, do I want to talk with Dewey and Jaxon, then no. I would prefer not to talk to you as well.” said Odessa.

Jaxon decided to try to help. “Odessa,” he said, “we were only having a laugh at your expense, just like we had a good laugh at the man-servant’s expense with our snowball fight. Come on down so we can all talk about it.”

Odessa turned her back on them without saying a word.

Jaxon turned to Dewey. “You try.”

Dewey looked up at Odessa. “Hi, Odessa, this is Dewey. I can see right up your tail feathers from down here.”

Jaxon gave him a kick. “That is not going to help us!” he said.

“Okay,” said Dewey. “Hey, Odessa, do you want to have some of my food? NOT!”

Jaxon looked at him and shook his head in despair. “Please, Man-Servant … can you say something that might help?”

The man-servant told Dewey and Jaxon to go back to the farmhouse so that he and Odessa could hopefully talk.

“They’ve gone now, Odessa,” he said. “How about you coming down here, so we can talk?”

Odessa looked down at him from her beam. “I am going to have a nap.” she said. “Go back to the farmhouse and we’ll talk later.”

The man-servant returned to the farmhouse and told the others what she had said.

Jaxon looked at him. “Did she seem really upset with us?”

“I don’t think so.” said the man-servant. “She was fairly calm and said that she just wanted a nap. I guess we’ll understand her better later, when she wakes up.”

It was not long before they heard Odessa’s voice from outside. “Come on, guys. Come outside and play.” The man-servant put his jacket on and all three of them went outside to meet Odessa, but she was not there. They stood outside the doorway, looking around the yard, but there was no Odessa to be seen.

It was Jaxon who heard the gentle rumbling first. It was coming from the roof immediately above them. He looked up. “Run!” he shouted, but it was too late. A pile of snowballs dropped onto them, followed by even more in a steady stream. When the snowballs had stopped, Dewey and Jaxon could barely be seen by the man-servant, as they were almost buried in snowballs.

“Odessa!” he shouted. “Where are you?”

(to be continued…Part 3, the Conclusion, tomorrow 🙂

A Snowy Day Adventure

We did not wake up to a Winter Wonderland. The snow went around us, totally missing us.  For those of you who do have a Winter Wonderland perhaps you can identify with our friends from Moonbeam Farm.

To those of you who are more recent followers of mine I will explain. Colin from and I have had a lot of fun collaborating on a book called “The Odessa Chronicles” which we hope to have released soon. It has been quite a journey!

The stories center around the adventures of a witty barn owl named Odessa, a mischievous cat named Dewey, a care-free Jackalope named Jaxon, who also has some magical powers, and a caring Man-Servant, who tries to not go too crazy,  while taking care of them all! They love to have fun and to go on adventures. They have all become 4 best friends,  who live together on Moonbeam Farm. Sit back, put your feet up and catch a little inside glimpse of a day with our wonderful friends.

A Snowy Day Adventure (Part 1)

The man-servant wasn’t sure what to do. Winter had so far provided very little snow to play with, and so he had promised Odessa, Jaxon, and Dewey that they would go somewhere on an adventure. When he woke up that morning and looked out of the window, he saw that everything was covered with snow. That would make traveling a little difficult, but did make playing in the snow interesting.

Dewey woke up and went to join the man-servant, who was now in the kitchen and preparing breakfast for them both. “Good morning, Dewey!” said the man-servant. “I’m afraid our adventure will have to be postponed. We had a lot of snow overnight.”

Dewey smiled. “You mean like loads of it?” He jumped up onto the window sill and looked out. “That is so cool.” he said. “We can have a snowball fight. I really feel like throwing a snowball at somebody, but after my breakfast of course.”

The man-servant smiled as he watched Dewey eating his breakfast. He was obviously very excited about going outside and playing in the snow. “Okay!” said the man-servant, as soon as he saw that Dewey’s bowl was empty. “Let me grab my coat and scarf, and then we can go over to the barn and tell Jaxon and Odessa about our snow.”

They both went into the barn, but there were no signs of either Jaxon or Odessa. “Where do you think they could be?” asked Dewey.

The man-servant was puzzled. “I really don’t know,” he said, “but this is rather unusual, isn’t it? Let’s go outside and see if we can find them.”

They both went back outside, and were heading towards the farm gate, when “Splat!” a snowball hit the back of the man-servant’s head, and disintegrated. Bits of snowball started melting and sliding down his neck. He looked all around, but could not see where it had come from, although he did see Dewey laughing.

“You weren’t expecting that, were you, Man-Servant?” said Dewey.

The man-servant looked at him. “I know it didn’t come from you … but where did it come from? Do you know?”

Dewey was enjoying the man-servant’s confusion, and decided to make this situation part of their games. “Yes, Man-Servant,” he said, “I know exactly where it came from.”

“Well, are you going to tell me, or at least give me a clue?” said the man-servant. Just then another snowball landed “Splat!” on the man-servant’s head. Dewey was now rolling around in the snow and laughing as hard as he could.

“Yes, Man-Servant, I know exactly where they are coming from. You want a clue? Wait for a few minutes, and then I’ll give you a clue.”

The man-servant kept looking around for any kind of movement that might give away the location of the snowball thrower, but saw nothing. Suddenly, he heard Dewey. “Look up fast, Man-Servant!” As the man-servant looked upwards, a snowball went “Splat!” on his face. Because he instinctively started to wipe away the snow, he did not see which direction the snowball had come from.

This series of events was repeated for quite some time, with the man-servant a helpless target in a one-sided snowball fight. Up until then, it had been a cloudy day, but suddenly the sun shone through the clouds, and the man-servant noticed the shadow of wings moving across the snow towards him … and then he was hit once again by a snowball. He looked up this time.

“Odessa!” he shouted. “You wait!”

He bent down and grabbed a handful of snow, quickly making a perfectly round snowball. “This one’s got your name on it, Odessa.” he shouted.

“We’ll see!” shouted Odessa, as she landed on the roof of the barn, where Jaxon was making snowballs for her.

The man-servant was showing Dewey on how to make really good snowballs for him, and did not notice that Odessa was once again silently swooping towards him. “Splat!” Another snowball hit the man-servant, but this time he was already holding a snowball in his hand. He watched Odessa very carefully, and then threw his snowball at her. “Take that!” he said laughingly, but his laughter soon stopped, as he watched Odessa catch the snowball in her claws, turn sharply, and swoop down towards him once again. “Splat!”

Dewey looked at the man-servant, wiping new snow from his face. “Isn’t she so awesome? Doesn’t it make you feel sorry for the rodents around here? They don’t stand a chance. Quick, quiet, and precise.

What an awesome friend I have.”

“You just wait and see what I can do.” said the man-servant, as he carefully stacked up some snowballs.

Odessa and Jaxon had been watching from the roof of the barn. “Uh oh!” said Jaxon. “I think you might be in trouble now.”

Odessa smiled at him. “Why do you think that, Jaxon?” she asked.

Jaxon pointed to the man-servant’s pile of snowballs. “Look at all those. How many can you catch at a time, Odessa?”

“Listen very carefully Jaxon. I am going to take you back down to the ground, where I would like you to join forces with Dewey. The man-servant will be no match for all three of us.”

The man-servant was poised over his pile of snowballs, and waiting for Odessa’s next attack, when he saw Jaxon coming across the yard. “Hi, Jaxon!” he said. “Come to watch the battle?”

“Something like that.” said Jaxon. “Something like that.”

He then sat next to Dewey and they both quickly became engrossed in a conversation. After a few minutes, the man-servant noticed that Jaxon had gone. “What happened to Jaxon?” he asked Dewey.

“Nothing happened to him,” said Dewey. “He wanted to see the battle from the other side of you.” The man-servant looked around, and sure enough, Jaxon was sitting in the snow a short distance away.

The air suddenly went very still, and completely silent. The man-servant looked around. This is rather unusual, he thought. Absolutely nothing is happening. There is just this sense of perfect peace.

He suddenly heard something in the air overhead, and looking up, he saw Odessa in a high-speed dive and heading right for him. As she released her snowball, the man-servant was throwing his. Odessa caught his snowball, and was circling to drop it, as the man-servant was bending over to pick up another one. As he was about to throw it, he was hit by a snowball on his right shoulder. He turned to see who threw it, and saw Dewey laughing and getting another snowball.

He was about to throw his snowball at Dewey in retaliation, when Odessa’s snowball hit him. He looked up to see her flying away, and was then hit by a snowball on his left shoulder. Looking around, he saw Jaxon jumping up and down in excitement. For the next few minutes, he was totally overwhelmed by snowballs, coming at him from seemingly all directions. It was not long before he had to admit that he could not possibly win against all three of them … but he had a plan.

(to be continued … tomorrow 🙂






It’s All Yours!


Yes, this is a warning for you all! Night has been too short, don’t know why I am awake at this hour, but heading back to bed after this to go back to sleep for a couple more hours. Figured I just would warn everyone that the following picture may be the most inspirational thing you see from my blog today.


I think this kitty has “the look”  down pat! I may have used that look at times, and not just for being woken up. Just saying…. 🙂

Anyway being that my sanity for now is sleeping and left no forwarding address, I am letting it up to my readers to leave something inspiring, witty, funny, etc. on my blog. Can’t think of anything witty, then leave an idea for a future post. Really this morning, anything goes! Post your wonderfully wise or not so wise comment below in the comments section.  I know my wonderful readers can pull this off! I believe you are koalafied for this assignment.


Have Fun! Leave a Smile 🙂 Good Morning, Good Night! 🙂