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Monday August
12 Day 31 Zoe’s Morning Pages
Sunday
was something! I went for a run and ran right into that white poodle who comes
to the house. That was asurprise and a shock first thing in the morning.
She
was minding her manners in the forest though, I got to hand it to her. Not one
snip! We both just had a quick whiff and got on with our herding duties.
Mischa
was happy to meet her friend cause
she was bored with the running thing, and she had decided we was goin for a
real long run this morning, but meetin the friend slowed us down and the plan
got its tail cut off it or somethin like that. Maybe the plan got its tail curled. I cant remember. Anyways
we was headed to the county fairgrounds afterwards, on accounta we signed up to
do our community service for the year. I dont think we commited any crimes, but
I’m not sure. I think we signed up out the goodness of our hearts.
Mischa
got a great job, she said. She got to hang all the kids artwork on one side of
the room. Mischa loves kids’ artwork (for the most part). Anyway the room was packed with people carrying
and calling out and hammering and climbing up on ladders. It was exciting, and
I got a lot of attention, several pets, and a few treats that was mysteriously
lodged in some man’s coat pocket. Cause he acted all surprised when he yanked
it outta there.
Some
lady brought in a dog they called a granddeatpuppy who was the size of new
jersey! Egad, 8 months they said she was, and goin on 120 pounds. She tried
sniffin me but I kept a dachshund’s length between us just for good measure.
I
was real hungry when I first got in there on accounta all that exercise we had.
So I was checkin the perimeter for whatever, and all of a sudden I found my
self right next to Mischa, who had her full focus on them kids’ drawings. And
there was this real low shelf there, and on the shelf was some thing that
looked like a butterfly except it was in real bright colors and it smelled
tasty. So I real quietly and tenderly removed it from the shelf in order to get
a better nose on it. I couldn’t resist it, it tasted like bread dough, and I
loves bread dough. Then all of a sudden I hear Mischa gasping right over my
head. She leans down and swipes the thing right out from under me! ‘’Zoe” she
starts hissin ‘’what’s the matter with you? That’s some kid’s art project your
eating!”
I
thought she was goin get real mad and growl, but I think there was so many
strangers in the room, I got spared this time. Some lady ran over to see what
was going on and Mischa started to spill the beans, and the lady started to get
miffed, but then Mischa started side-steppin the issue while tap dancing, and
somehow it all got swept under the counter.
Anyways
her friend Hazel was there and they were actually laughin about the butterfly
after a while. Then they satred talkin about them geese again. I think we’ll never hear the end of the geese
thing. But Hazel thought it was pretty cool and she never was underneath no
migratin V-formation herself. So she was askin all kinds of questions about the
flappin wing sounds. And me and Mischa was providin her with as much detail as we could. Ya know
Hazel’s a writer! So when she starts askin questions... look out, its gonna be
a long day!
Well
nothing much else to report today, vini vidi vitchi, or something like that.
Mischa says the romans ( who stole all the cultures from the greeks, who was
the original tribe, and then couldnt make no more yogurt) use that expression a
lot, cuase they was the conquerin sort. It means: I came I saw I conquered. And
for me, that sums up my unbelievably fortuitous find at the county fair!
Gotta
run, I think Mischa’s gonna practice that sax inside. I gotta go find a nice
hedge to crawl under. Later.
MISCHA + Z O E
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