Three Letters

Letter One

birdbath

Dear birds who
frequent my front yard:

A voice whispered in my ear,
“Buy it and they will come.”
I was confused, and said, “Buy what?”
The voice said, “Cheep!”
So I went to the store and looked for something cheap.
I found a colorful glass birdbath
on a wrought iron base.
It was on sale.
I bought it.

I set it up in the front yard,
filled it with water,
added three big rocks (for ambiance),
… and waited…

No one came.

Okay… one bird came.
An avian bath critic, perhaps,
who apparently voted
two wings down.

Perhaps I should have splurged
on the Jacuzzi model, or maybe
the optional water slide.
But I did not.
After all, the voice did say cheap.

Henceforth, little birds,
If you aren’t going to utilize
the colorful glass birdbath
on the wrought iron base,
please stay downwind from me.
There are few things worse
than an unbathed bird.

And please,
stop whispering in my ear.

Sincerely,
Birdbath Owner

= 0 = 0 = 0 =

Letter Two

letters2

Dear dog who sits at the bathroom door
every time I pee:

You’ve taught me a lot
since you came to live with me.
Like not to leave socks lying around.
Or pens. Or slippers.
Or granola in a bowl of milk.

I’ve tried to teach you things, too.
Like barking to alert me
of your need to go outside.
Like NOT barking to alert me
every time the neighbors walk by.
And that it’s bad form to drink from the toilet
or to try to hump the cat.

I’ve seen you staring out the window
at the colorful glass birdbath
on the wrought iron base.
Could that have something to do
with its unpopularity?

Please don’t chase the birds.
I am fairly certain they do not want
to play with you.

Cordially,
Alpha Pack Leader

= 0 = 0 = 0 =

Letter Three

letters3

Dear Cat who
shares my domicile:

There’s a new water dish
in the front yard for you.
It’s made of colorful glass
on a wrought iron base.
We can remove the three big rocks
if you don’t like the ambiance.

I’m really sorry about the dog thing.
What can I say… he likes you.

Faithfully,
Filler of the Water Dish

= 0 = 0 = 0 =

Muse – Weekly Photo Challenge (photo essay)

This week’s Daily Post Photo Challenge theme is “Muse.” The question posed is “So what’s your muse — what subject do you turn to frequently, more inspired each time?”

Hmm… that’s a tough one. Not! I suppose it’s the subject that’s appeared in about 10% of all my posts so far. That would be my dog Chihuly.

hose

I usually call him Chules on social media as a courtesy to the glass artist, Dale Chihuly, after whom Chules was named. I don’t want search engines confusing the two. People looking for gorgeous glasswork and finding a gorgeous dog instead might be confused, because let’s face it, Chules sucks at glass art.

I also on occasion refer to him as Fuzz Butt. My dog, that is. As you can see in the photo below, that is an apt nickname.

“What’s going on? Let me look!”

“What’s going on? Let me look!”

He’s a dog of many faces.

tongue out

Someone on Facebook referred to him as a chameleon. He has his tender moments…

Friends forever.

Friends forever.

but he can be macho, too.

stick


Nothing like a good toothpick after the evening kibble.

He can be silly…

mic

Tap. Tap. “Is this microphone on? Okay, great! I’d like to dedicate this first song to my house mate, the tuxedo cat. Buddy, this one’s for you…”

He watches out for me.

deep end

Chules is checking out the deep end. He heard I’d gone off it.

And at the end of the day, he’s just a great companion.

resting

So you may be seeing more of my muse around here, but I’ll try to control myself and keep it under 15 percent. And for good measure, I’ll toss in the occasional photo of Sebastian, the tuxedo kitty.

Sabs

“Chules is such a show off, he gets all the attention. That’s okay. Everyone knows I’m smarter. And better looking. And I have a fuzzier derriere, too, but that’s beside the point.”


Weekly Photo Challenge: Muse