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.”




It All Started with the Cat

I wasn’t planning on writing another post about the Emerald City today, but an idea came to me and so ….  Keep an eye out if you didn’t see your name in the the post I did on Thursday, The Return to the Emerald City you just never know, it might be in this post. And if you still don’t see your name, don’t give up hope, don’t feel bad please, another story will come! 🙂

It All Started with the Cat

It had started out as an ordinary day in the Emerald City. Glenda was walking to her job at the hospital  and the city was quiet in the early hours of the morning.  She was enjoying the peace when out of nowhere a cat ran right in front of her. It was so pretty. She quickly recognized it as Mollie, one of Kate’s cats. Kate had such a big heart for animals, cats were always coming to her door.  They may be sassy cats at times, but she loved them!

Glenda didn’t have long to wonder about Mollie, for close behind her came Charlie and Ray. The silence of the morning had been broken by Mollie’s screeching and hissing and the barking of dogs who felt like they were on a mission. Glenda watched as the Mollie raced up a tree and Charlie and Ray started howling up at it!

The dogs were followed by Kate running down the street yelling for Mollie. Glenda pointed to the large Oak tree on the corner by the city park. It’s leaves were so pretty this time of year. Kate and Glenda were discussing how to get Mollie down and soon from around the corner came Jodi calling for Charlie, who was followed by Colin calling for Ray. Both dogs quickly turned at the sound of their names and took one more look at the tree and then at their owners and started walking back to them. They were good dogs, but they couldn’t pass up the fun of chasing a cat.

Everyone was talking about how to get Mollie down. Kate was trying to coax her down by calling up to her, but Mollie was not convinced in the slightest and wouldn’t budge an inch.

About this time Maggie came walking down the street with her owner Di, who always had a smile for everyone.
Just in time Glenda noticed Di coming and told her to watch out for there was a pile of slippery wet leaves that she was coming up to. Di heard her and walked around the leaves so that she wouldn’t slip.

Maggie was glad to see her friends Charlie and Ray and soon the 3 dogs had forgotten about Mollie and were having fun running in the park with each other.

Colin had decided that he would go home and get his ladder and they could use that to get Mollie down from the tree. He and Ray started back home as Kate still tried her best to sweetly coax Mollie down. Jodi took Charlie home hoping it might help Mollie be more confident about coming down. Maggie was no threat as she had curled herself up in a ball under another tree in the park.

Meanwhile Mitch was walking down the street, stopping in at Jodi’s diner to get some of her delicious blueberry scones. Jodi was behind the counter feeling a little frazzled, for she had almost been late opening up the diner because of Charlie’s little escapade. She told Mitch about it and he thought poor Kate and Mollie. He was hoping that his cat was still inside their home being a satisfied cat on top of its fluffy cushions and hadn’t got any wild ideas of going on an adventure.

The bell chimed as the door to Jodi’s diner opened up again. It was getting to be busy, for this was the place to be in the morning for delicious danishes, scones, and muffins. Nancy came in, it was hard for her to make up her mind today so she told Jodi that she wanted a little bit of this and that, pointing to all the various delicacies.

Kate, Glenda and Di were standing at the Oak tree still sweetly talking to Mollie and slowly ever so slowly she started coming down the tree.  Then POUNCE, she startled Kate as she had jumped and landed on her shoulder digging her claws in a little. Kate winced but was very glad to have Mollie safely out of the tree.

Shortly after Mollie had made her leap from the tree, Colin came walking up to them with the ladder. He was smiling when he saw Mollie. “Guess you don’t need this ladder anymore, eh!”

Kate laughed as she replied, “No, I don’t think I do, but thanks for bringing it. Now I think I will take her back home and check in on my other 2 mischievous darlings. See you all later” and she waved bye.

Glenda looked down at her watch, ” OH I need to hurry, going to be late for my rounds at the hospital, bye, have a great day!”

Di looked at Colin and said, “Well, would you like to go to Jodi’s Diner, you probably worked up an appetite with carrying that ladder all this way. ”

“Sure, I could go for some of Jodi’s fabulous donut holes and a latte.”  replied Colin,  and they started towards the diner when they heard Mike calling to them from down the street.

“Hey Colin, could I use your ladder please? I saw this amazing yellow warbler and I would love a closer look at it to take a picture.”  Mike was always looking for wildlife to take pictures of and he did a great job at getting wonderful shots.

“Sure, here you go. Glad I could help.”

“Thanks, it looks like an angel, hopefully its still there!” Mike replied as he took the ladder and hurried off to the tree.

“This day has just started and already so much has happened”, said Di.

“Well to quote the great wise Pooh Bear, “Today is the perfect day to have a perfect day!” said Colin. They both laughed as the bell chimed once more when they opened the door to Jodi’s diner which was full now,  with friends eating and chatting. Good food, good friends, the day was off to the perfect start!



Friday’s Super Short Stories with a Bonus!

Sometimes things don’t go as planned … sometimes they work out better!

Birthdays are a Blessing and should be celebrated no matter how old you get … just be careful with the candles!

Gifts aren’t necessary but its the thought behind them that makes them special!

Happy Friday everyone! I thought I would add a bonus story for today. It’s a longer story but I thought it would be extra appropriate today.

The following excerpt is from a story in “The Odessa Chronicles” that Colin had shared on his blog last month. It is called “The Birthday Surprise” 

Aren’t birthdays special! In this story it was the man-servant’s birthday and Odessa, Dewey and Jaxon wanted to make it special for him, for that’s what friends do for each other right.  They wanted to send him on a vacation and after thinking about how they could manage that Odessa came up with an idea! Enjoy a peek into the story.

The Birthday Surprise

Odessa was jumping up and down. “It’s easy!” she said. “I’ve been flying over the nearby towns, and just recently, they’ve been releasing lots of balloons for some reason.”

Dewey looked at her in disbelief. “What do balloons have to do with the man-servant going on vacation?”

Odessa was still jumping up and down. “Look, Dewey, you’re a cat, so you don’t understand things like air currents, thermals, air travel, gravity, and all that stuff, but I do. We need to get a lot of those balloons, and we’ll soon have the man-servant on his way! Simple! What could possibly go wrong?”

The towns were too far away for Dewey and Jaxon, so they cleared a space in the barn near the roof, as Odessa instructed, and waited. It wasn’t long before they heard the familiar whoosh-whoosh and Odessa arrived with two balloons. Dewey and Jaxon watched in amazement as Odessa let go of them, and they rose gracefully up into the roof of the barn. By the end of that day, all three of them looked in awe at all the balloons that were up in the roof.

Dewey suddenly turned to Odessa. “That’s all very pretty, but how are they going to help us?”

Odessa gave a little grunt of frustration “I wish you were a Barn Owl. Talking to you would be so much easier. Look at those balloons. Don’t they give you any ideas? Have you no imagination?”

Jaxon then started hopping around excitedly. “I know!” he said. “I know! I know how it’s going to work!”

Odessa looked at him. “Good for you, Jaxon. Now, would you mind explaining it to this cat?”

Jaxon looked straight at Dewey. “Now concentrate, Dewey. Odessa brought all those balloons from the town, right?” Dewey nodded. “They don’t belong to us, right? Like, Odessa stole them, right?” Dewey nodded. “Well then, once we tell the man-servant what happened, he will want to take them all back to that town to return them. He can then have a vacation. Brilliant!”

The barn went very quiet as Dewey tried to make sense of what he had just heard. Meanwhile, Odessa had walked away, shaking her head and muttering something about being surrounded by idiots.

A few moments later, Odessa walked back to them. “Listen up you two! You may have no clue about much of anything, but you do have to understand what we are going to do here. This is my plan. We take all those strings hanging down from the balloons and tie them together. Then we all pull hard to bring the balloons down here, where we tie them to something really heavy … say that old tractor in the corner. Then we invite the man-servant over. We give him the balloon strings, cut the ties to the tractor, and then voila! Man-Servant will be able to fly with the balloons, and go wherever he wants to go. He’ll have a lovely adventure-filled vacation!”

Dewey had a big smile on his face, but Jaxon was looking serious. “I have one small question.”

“Okay.” said Odessa. “What part of my plan are you not understanding, Jaxon?”

“Well,” said Jaxon, “when we give him the balloons, and cut the ties on the tractor, the man-servant will fly upwards with the balloons, right?”

“Exactly!” said Odessa. “Now, if only Dewey could grasp that!”

But Jaxon hadn’t finished. “Odessa,” he said, “when the man-servant flies upwards, he’s going to hit the roof of this barn. How does he get himself out through the open door?”

Odessa look stunned for a moment. “Ah … mmm … well … I see you spotted my deliberate mistake, Jaxon. Congratulations! Of course, we need to get the balloons outside the barn before we give them to the man-servant.”

Jaxon was still not happy with Odessa’s plan. “Odessa,” he said again, “won’t the balloons fly away in whatever direction the wind is blowing?”

Odessa looked at him. “Well … yes, of course.”

“Well then,” continued Jaxon, “how will he know where he is going for his vacation, and how will he get back here?”

“Well,” said Odessa, “that’s a minor detail, which I shall have to work on. Give me a few minutes, but in the meantime, let’s get all those balloons tied to the old tractor.”

Are you curious?  What do you think may happen? Would love to hear your thoughts about the story.  If you would like to know what happens in this story and in many others just click on the image of “The Odessa Chronicles” in the column on the right.




A High Flying Adventure!

Dewey is your typical cat as in the fact that he likes to do his own thing, no matter what you may say. He will listen to you when you tell him his food is ready, but he may not always listen when you try to caution him about some things!

“The Odessa Chronicles” is filled with stories of the crazy adventures that Dewey and his friends get involved in.  Today I would like to share an excerpt from “The Odessa Chronicles”,  that Colin had shared on his blog last month. It is about a high flying adventure that Dewey goes on.  When you have a Jackalope that can work magic, you never know what surprises may be in store! Enjoy!


Background: Jaxon had worked some magic which had enabled Dewey to fly, but how long would the magic last?. Dewey, being a typical cat, did not listen to any of the instructions from Jaxon and the man-servant, and flew away and out  of sight. Odessa was asleep in the barn on her roof beam when the man-servant woke her up …

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When the man-servant and Jaxon realized that Dewey could soon be crashing into the ground, they decided to wake up Odessa. They both went into the barn and stood beneath her roof beam. “Odessa!” called the man-servant. “Odessa! Wake up!”

Odessa opened one eye and looked down at him. “What on earth is your problem?” she said. “I have been out all night, and this is my sleep time. Have you no respect for others?”

Jaxon then explained the magic that had enabled Dewey to fly. Odessa looked at him in disbelief. “You actually thought it would be a good idea to give a cat wings? What were you thinking? I guess that was the problem, as you were obviously not thinking!” Odessa then looked at the man-servant. “I guess you agreed to this insanity?”

The man-servant was feeling a little embarrassed. “Yes,” he said. “I thought it would be kind of interesting to see how Dewey got on with flying.”

Odessa paced up and down her roof beam, muttering something under her breath about being surrounded by idiots. She suddenly stopped and looked down at both of them. “Incredible!” she said. “We have a Jackalope with too much magic available to him, and a human who does not think things through too well! Incredible!”

The man-servant looked back up at Odessa. “We need your help, Odessa.”

“Yes, I can well imagine that you do, being as I am the only one here who can also fly! Don’t tell me … Dewey flew off and you have no idea where he is. Am I right?”

“You are quite right, Odessa,” said the man-servant.

“Of course, I am!” said Odessa. “I am a Barn Owl! You are a human, and Dewey’s a cat! Who needs to know anything else? Giving him the ability to fly was doomed from the moment you guys dreamed up the idea!”

The man-servant and Jaxon both apologized for waking up Odessa, and she slowly settled down. “I suppose you want me to find him, right?”

“Yes, please,” said the man-servant. “He took off over the fields in the general direction of the Big Water.”

Odessa suddenly looked very serious. “You guys do understand that if he tries to fly over the Big Water, he is not likely to be coming back. He is not designed for very efficient flying, and I doubt if he would get even halfway across. Anyway, I shall fly as high as I can, which should give me the best chance of seeing him. I cannot see it being that difficult to spot a flying cat.

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What happens to Dewey?? The answer is just a click away. If you click on the image of “The Odessa Chronicles” over on the right margin  it will take you directly to the Amazon website, where you can order your own copy and find out the rest of the story.  You can also  travel through many other adventures with our friends as you let the pages take you to the most wonderful farm of all, Moonbeam Farm. The farm where friendship, laughter and adventures abound!

The First Meeting

I grew up with dogs, have had one ever since I was born. My first dog was a white toy poodle named Peppy and then there was Buffy and Beauty and the list goes on. I  haven’t known life without a dog and I feel blessed by that. The joy they have given me over the years is priceless! I really can’t imagine life without one.

I have nothing against cats, but I just never really considered myself a cat person, for I had always been around dogs.

There is one cat though that has stolen my heart! He is nothing like my dogs who are so eager to please and they look at me with adoring eyes.

No, this cat is more on the demanding side and will be very quick to let you know if things aren’t up to his standards!

Dewey is his name and he is your very typical, though very special, cat. He lives at Moonbeam Farm with his friends Odessa, the Barn Owl and Jaxon, the Jackalope. He is very good friends with the man-servant as well.  The man-servant is someone who is so quick to meet Dewey’s needs, and his desires, Dewey’s wish is his command!  At least that is how it all started. Over time the man-servant gained some slyness of his own and Dewey has to be a little more careful about trying to pull one over on him. It isn’t always   quite as easy as it was in the very beginning.

What was it like in the very beginning when the man-servant first met Dewey?  Colin, from shared the following excerpt from our newly released  book on his blog a few weeks ago. I thought I would share it today. Hope you enjoy it! Would love to hear your thoughts. Do you have a “Dewey” at your house?


Joshua purchased Moonbeam Farm for his retirement, so that he could live his life in peaceful rural surroundings, but he did not know that he was not alone at Moonbeam Farm until …

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One night, he woke up rather earlier than usual and heard a sound from downstairs. He quietly got out of bed and put on his slippers. By the light of the moon, he slowly went down and into his living room, where he quickly turned on the light. He saw that not only was there only one cushion on the sofa, but he also saw a cat near the fireplace, with another cushion in its mouth!

He thought it looked friendly, so he bent down and said, “Who are you then?”

The cat turned its head to face Joshua, and said, “I am Dewey. Who are you?”

Joshua was in shock, as he had not been expecting the cat to talk. “Ummmm … well, I am Joshua Jeremiah Jonathan Jacob Jackson Pebblestone, and I live here.”

“So do I,” said Dewey, “but I was here before you!”

“Well,” said Joshua, “perhaps we can find a way of living together? I wouldn’t mind some company, and I can do a better job of looking after this place than you can.”

Dewey looked at him very seriously for a moment. “Can I keep these cushions?” he asked.

“Of course, you can,” said Joshua. “I’ll get a couple more for the sofa. Is there anything else that you would like?”

“Well,” said Dewey, “I like to sleep on your cushions, but a little blanket or two would be really nice for those cool nights.”

Joshua was really enjoying the conversation, although he really believed that it was all a dream, so agreed readily. “Of course Dewey. You help yourself to anything that you need.”

Dewey started purring and flicking his tail, and then said, “Anything that I need? Really?”

“Yes, of course,” said Joshua “Anything.”

Dewey considered for a moment, and then said, “Would you give me my breakfast every morning, and my dinner every evening? Will you keep my home nice and clean? Will you always let me in if the windows and doors are closed? Will you give me treats every so often? Will you take care of all my needs?”

Joshua was laughing now and said, “Dewey, it will be my great pleasure to share my home with you, and do all those things for you.”

Dewey looked up at him, still purring, his tail flicking even more happily now. “I have only one more request. Only one, and it is really simple.”

“Not a problem,” said Joshua, still laughing and really enjoying the moment. “Go ahead and ask. What is it now?”

“Well,” said Dewey, “I am going to have difficulties calling you ‘Joshua Jeremiah Jonathan Jacob Jackson Pebblestone’. I need something simpler, and as you are now going to be doing so much for me, how about I simply call you ‘Man-Servant’?”

Joshua laughed even more. He had never had a dream quite like this before. “Of course, Dewey. You can call me Man-Servant.”

Joshua was now feeling really tired and decided to go back to bed. Dewey went over to his cushions and curled up into a little ball.

The next morning, Joshua went downstairs and saw a cat curled up on his sofa’s cushions, which were again on the floor near the fireplace. He made himself a cup of tea, and then remembering his dream, walked over to the cat and said jokingly, “So, Dewey, I guess you are going to live here with me then.”

Dewey stretched his legs, flexed his front claws, looked directly at Joshua, and said, “Of course I am. We agreed that last night. Don’t you remember?”

Joshua dropped his cup of tea; his mouth fell open, and he slowly sank to the floor in disbelief. He sat there and looked at Dewey. Dewey, however, got up and walked over to him.

“Now look here, Man-Servant. I have to go outside for a brief visit, and when I come back, I would really like a bowl filled with some breakfast.” He then headed for the door, but before leaving the room, he turned around. “By the way, I hope you’re going to clean up that tea you spilled. Remember … we both live here now!”


*** “The Odessa Chronicles” is available directly from the Friesen Press online bookstore, Amazon and all other online book retailers.





A Smile Break!

My mind was very busy this weekend. Just one of those times where it feels like your mind is going all the time.  I feel it is time for a “Smile Break!” I can always depend on Pinterest to give me pictures to smile about.  Found some rather different animals this time. Hope you like them!  Feel free to make a caption for the picture or you can just say “Awh!” 🙂 Happy Sunday to you!

  1. globefish The Globefish- it makes you happy just looking at it! It is found in the deep seas of Australia.
  2. 4604339 The Blobfish ( really that is its  name)  It lives in the deep seas of Australia and New Zealand.
  3. enhanced-buzz-11806-1377639710-5 Dumbo Octopus
  4. enhanced-buzz-2829-1377640238-25 The Okapi is found in Central Africa
  5. 0da62601a6c5d735e84fe9ec086ba420  The Probiscus Monkey is from the forests of Borneo


There really are amazing creatures all over our world!  I am so glad! This world would be pretty dull without the wonderful animals that inhabit it and that sometimes can really teach us humans a thing or two!

We also couldn’t do without the more typical animals who make amazing pets!







More Snow Fun! (Part 3…A Snowy Day)

Caution: When writing a fictional story, beware!  The characters become real and wrap themselves around your heart!

Warning: The more stories you read about our Moonbeam gang may have you seeing “Odessa” in every Owl that you see, “Dewey” in every cat that you see and “Jaxon”, well…are you sure Jackalopes aren’t real??

I hope all of you have been enjoying seeing a peak into “The Odessa Chronicles” book. Does it make you want to hop in a car and go visit Moonbeam Farm? That may be a little tricky, but you can put your feet up and sit back as our friends learn a little lesson and continue to enjoy some Winter Wonderland Fun! If you missed reading Part 2 here is the link for you.  The Plan…(A Snowy Day Adventure..Part 2)

More Snow Fun!

“Up here,” she said. The man-servant looked up and saw her face peering over the eaves trough. “I think that we’re all even now.” she said.

The man-servant had to laugh, as he realized that Odessa must have carried all the remaining snowballs up onto the roof in order to get even with them. “Okay, Odessa,” he said, “we’re even. Let’s dig out Jaxon and Dewey, and then we can all go back into the farmhouse.

Once they were all inside, Jaxon looked at Odessa. “What you did was not very nice. I was almost buried in snow.”

Dewey added, “Yes … I agree with Jaxon. You could have hurt us.”

Odessa looked at them both. “Possibly,” she said, “but unlikely with those snowballs. You two, however, left me in an igloo where I could not get out. If a cat or some other bird predator had come in, I would not be here now.”

The man-servant was listening to the conversation. “I think Odessa is making a very good point for all of us to think about. While it is fun to play jokes on each other, we must always think them through carefully to ensure that nobody could possibly get hurt.”

Odessa was smiling. “Man-Servant,” she said, “that’s the most sense you’ve made all day today, but of course, you were paraphrasing me, so I should not be surprised.”

Jaxon looked up at the man-servant. “What’s parrot phrasing?”

The man-servant was smiling. “Oh, that’s something barn owls do when they have nothing useful to say, but want to talk anyway.”

While the conversation was going on, Dewey had wandered over to the door. “It will be dark soon,” he said. “Let’s all go outside and make a humongous snowman.”

They were soon all outside rolling up large balls of snow, but the man-servant had the biggest one. “This is our snowman’s body.” he announced. Jaxon and Dewey had joined forces to roll a snowball for its head, while Odessa was flying around looking for two sticks that would be suitable for the snowman’s arms.

The man-servant lifted their snowball and placed it on the body, and Odessa pushed two large sticks into each side of the snowman. “He hasn’t got any hands.” said Jaxon, while munching on a carrot he brought from the farmhouse.

The man-servant smiled at Jaxon. “No, he hasn’t,” he said, “but that’s all right. It is difficult to make snow hands. Can you pass me a carrot for the snowman’s nose?”

Jaxon turned away with a smile on his face, and tried to cover up little bits of carrot, which were lying on the snowy ground. “Dewey!” said the man-servant. “I’ve never seen you eat a carrot, so would you please go into the farmhouse and get another one? Our poor snowman needs a nose, and it would seem that Jaxon has eaten the one we had planned on using.”

Dewey went off to get a carrot, while Jaxon was on a mission, looking for two of something for the snowman’s eyes. The man-servant found some stones, which he pushed into the snowman’s face in a curve. Dewey returned with a carrot which was pushed into the snowman’s face, for a nose. The snowman now had a smiling face. Jaxon soon returned with two round black stones, which they placed above the snowman’s nose. The man-servant looked at him. “Well, guys,” he said, “we have a good-looking snowman here now.”

“But he doesn’t have any hands!” said Jaxon.

Odessa stepped forward. “The man-servant has explained that our snowman has no hands because he does not know how to make them. Of course, him being human, we must forgive his shortcomings. You may also have noticed that our snowman has no feathers, fur, or clothes.”

Jaxon hopped over to Odessa. “Can you fix our snowman up, Odessa?”

“Of course!” said Odessa. “Let me think about it tonight, and we’ll see what tomorrow brings.”

The man-servant looked at her. “I would love to know how you are going to do this,” he said, “but I have to drive into town right now and pick up some supplies.” It was late when the man-servant returned. He saw that Dewey was sound asleep on his cushions, so he also went to bed.

When he woke up the next morning, he heard Jaxon shouting to him, “Come on outside, Man-Servant and see our snowman He looks a bit like you!”

The man-servant quickly got dressed and went outside. His mouth dropped open at what he saw. Their snowman was wearing winter gloves, a quilted jacket, and a Tilley hat, and they were all the man-servant’s.

Odessa suddenly appeared and landed next to Jaxon. “There you are, my friend. We have one happy snowman.”

Jaxon smiled at her. “You’re awesome! Where did you find those clothes?” Odessa suddenly took off as the man-servant approached. Jaxon looked at him. “Didn’t Odessa do a wonderful job of our snowman, Man-Servant.” he said. “She is so clever!”

The man-servant looked at Jaxon and saw how happy he was. “Yes, Jaxon,” he said, “she really is a clever and resourceful barn owl.” Dewey came ambling out of the farmhouse. “Cool snowman! There is an empty food bowl in the farmhouse.” He then turned and went back into the farmhouse kitchen.

The others followed Dewey and went inside the farmhouse, and sat around the fire, nibbling on snacks. Odessa arrived a few moments later and cautiously landed between Dewey and Jaxon, and across from the man-servant … so she could watch him.

Dewey suddenly said, “I am sorry Man-Servant, that the planned adventure you had for us yesterday didn’t work out, but the past two days have been fun. Sometimes you can have the best adventures in your own backyard. They don’t always need to be planned, and as long as you are surrounded by your best friends (and bowls of food), adventures are bound to happen. There is nothing more that you need.”

They all agreed that Dewey was right, at least about friends. Odessa turned to him. “That was quite profound, Dewey. There’s hope for cats yet.”

They spent the rest of the day, and well into the night, talking about their past adventures, which was unfortunate, because they did not see the snowman with the man-servant’s special hat, gloves, and jacket, dancing in the moonlight!

For the Love of Animals!

My husband knows that he can never go wrong with giving me books as a Christmas gift.  I thought I would share the ones with you that he so kindly bought for me.  If you have an animal loving heart these collection of short stories will captivate you and the pictures will melt your heart.

The perfect books to read by the light of our Christmas Tree.  I am nice and cozy as I read snuggled up in my large, comfy Boston Terrier blanket.

There is a story of a Dalmatian adopting a spotted lamb as her own, when the lamb’s Mom rejected it.  One about a Chihuahua that was rescued from a drainage ditch and adopted into a home.  Sadly she had to lose her 2 front legs due to injuries from being thrown in the ditch, but she gets along fine in 2 little wheels made specially for her in place of her front legs.

It is quite the scene to see this little Chihuahua moving down the yard with her wheels and a Silky Chicken trotting along beside her.  They are great friends.  I had never heard of a Silky Chicken before.  I wasn’t sure about posting pictures from the book, so I found one on Pinterest for you.  photoid1181-210x300  Aren’t they cute!

There also is a story of a dog rescuing 17 horses from a barn fire.   These examples are just a few of the heartwarming stories that you will find in these 3 wonderful books.  Animals are amazing in so many different ways and I can’t imagine life without them!

I can’t mention wonderful books about animals without mentioning one that I have mentioned before, but for the benefit of new readers I will gladly mention it again.

61tpnzdujdl-_sx750_sy470_  A story that will melt your heart with its tenderness, you may want tissues on hand, but I assure you it has a happy ending!  You can also be assured that along with the tender moments, there are humorous moments as well.  If you know Colin, you know his gift of wit! Ray is living a wonderful life now! It was a long journey of hard work and much patience needed but the results are so rewarding! You can read more about Ray on Colin’s blog.

I also want to mention another dear blogger friend’s book that recently came out.  She is teaching children to have appreciation for animals at a young age, with her wonderful paintings of them,  along with her original fun, silly poems.  Her blog is graced with her wonderful artistic talent and very yummy recipes.


If you decide to  purchase any of these books, I hope you enjoy them! I look at my Sheltie lying by the Christmas Tree and my Yorkie curled up on the couch and am so thankful that there are animals to grace our lives!

My Mom recently had hip replacement surgery. There were some complications so she is in a wheelchair for a little while.  Her adoring shih-tzu wasn’t sure what to think when she first saw her in the wheelchair, but she has decided that she is not letting my Mom out of her sight again!  Wherever my Mom wheels too her dog follows and places herself right in front of the wheelchair until my Mom is ready to wheel somewhere else.

Pets are so faithful and loving, oh the things that we can learn from them.



bf6f6418c480570c7d25e675840429e163f748c1120f20f6f6b4205fb7f217b9 I of course had to include the Owls! 🙂


Yes Virginia, There is a Jackalope!

Yes, there is such a thing as Jackalopes, though they are indeed very rare.   Around the age of 11, I was first introduced to Jackalopes.  My future Brother-in-law to be took me out “hunting” for them  in the mountains of Colorado.  Sadly we didn’t find any and I thought that my “dear” Brother-in-Law was pulling one over on me,  but many, many years later I learned the truth!

The reason I didn’t find any Jackalopes in Colorado was because there is only 1 Jackalope in the whole world!  1 very special Jackalope,  and he was seen living in the land of Canada.  The poor thing was living his life on the run.  He was trying to avoid 2 crazy hunters.

Fortunately the hunters had some great wisdom passed along to them in the form of a Mug.  A Mug that reminded them to “Save the Jackalope!”  Once they gained that knowledge,  they were quick to offer the Jackalope a nice, cozy home with one of them.  No longer did the Jackalope need to be on the run.  He was forever safe in his new home in Canada.

That very special Jackalope was the inspiration behind Jaxon, the very special Jackalope that lives at Moonbeam Farm.  One of the characters in “The Odessa Chronicles”.  The book of stories for children of all ages, by Colin and I.  The book that has been and continues to be an exciting journey as it goes through the publication process.

The above story is true, though perhaps embellished a little. I had been friends with Colin and his dear daughter Melanie for a short time, and had learned very quickly about their sharp wit. I figured I would see if perhaps they had ever heard of the famous Jackalopes that are here in the States.  I texted Melanie and asked if they had Jackalopes in Canada.  Her reply came back very fast, ” Yup, we BBQ them!”   That was just the beginning of me learning what kind of wit I was dealing with in having Melanie and Colin as friends of mine.

Yes, the mug did enlighten them that Jackalopes are not for BBQ’ing and yes,  there may be a plush Jackalope in one of their homes.  Oh and also one of them may have a Jackalope T-shirt.  Hey, I had to get the point across about saving them, not eating them, right!

Having that history is what made me think about adding a Jackalope to the story when I first started posting the short stories on my blog.  The story that had originally started with Dewey, the carefree, lazy, cunning cat.

How did the idea of the first story come to my mind?  Well that is another story! I will give you one clue,  when writing the first story I had no intention of it developing into more stories.  I had no idea how the stories would grow!  The first story was just a simple story written for a fun, simple reason.  It is truly surprising of how sometimes we really don’t know what lies around the corner!

jaxon-the-jackelope-moonbeam-farms-8x10-watercolor-on-140lb-saunders-hot-press Credit for the beautiful watercolor painting goes to Jodi Mckinney!  Thank you so much Jodi for your beautiful artwork!