In the Service of Her Majesty The Queen

Are we beheading bunnies then, Milady?

 

Hmm... always figured you as more of a "cougar" person.

 

No, the Queen doesn't behead bunnies (deports 2 legged bunnies), but perhaps that is a need? Sir Bunnie-Beheader? Are you applying?

Hmmmm. I always envisioned myself as a kitten. Charming...playful...sharp claws.

 

I hope you have a good day and the night went well.

I must be wrong about the mockingbird sentinel. It hasn't been on the street light since the hawk flew over.

In fact, the adult mockingbirds appear to have left the immediate area. I see nothing but young mockingbirds. A few trees over (as the um crow flies) I hear the 'sentinel' once in awhile, but only a few notes, nothing like when it was on the streetlight. Among all the other songs or calls it made, was one that distinctly sounded like it was saying dorito, dorito, dorito (none of the other mockingbirds ever did), so I assume it's the sentinel when I hear it.

The 'dorito' call generally sent me right to the chip bag.

So is this another instance of birds taking care of their young after they've left the nest? By leaving the area to insure an adequate food supply for the young birds?

Or is it the hawk? Seems like they all would have left if it was the hawk.

May the Lady smile
on you and me too.

 

He can have it. I just acted as a watchdog over a very young bunny yesterday who got washed out of his burrow. Poor thing was the size of a mouse and still had it's eyes closed. N and his friend C spotted it and told me and J. They were smart cool enough to leave it alone so that momma could fetch the poor thing back. Which, thankfully she did.

Ahhh to feel those claws....

 

Uh...and teeth. The claws are to hold you in place for the teeth.

 

*swoons*

 

Hmmm. Is this why you like cougars?

(Sorry, tried to get all the quotes and couldn't.)

 

Ha Ha​

HA HA came rolling

down the tunnel

big H, big A

one sound chasing the other

turning and tumbling around

the twisty roller coaster maze

slamming into a tight drum


HA HA reverberating:

ha ha, ha ha, ha ha ha


open maw ha ha

open maw ha ha

teeth and lips ha ha

tongue and whips ha ha

Snap!

 

One of the reasons.... :eyebrow:

 

I thought someone would comment on the HA HA verse, since it is so bizarre. No one has, but I'm going to tell y'all how it came to be anyway.

While struggling to fall into sleep and listening to my brain's rave-around-the-clock, the HA HA verse sprang into my mind full-fledged, exactly as written. This is highly unusual for me, so I wrote it down. Also unusual is the content. I have no idea what spurred this creation.

To my knowledge, my brain has never done this before, neither while in the midst of a babble session nor when I was actively writing. Line by line, even stanza (?) by stanza (if they are't the same thing), yes...but not an entire verse.

So there you have it.

 

It probably comes from practice.
I find if I get stuck on drawing at the end of the day and I persist at trying to get it,
I can usually nail it first thing the next day.
99% perspiration 1% inspiration.
Maybe you've turned a corner. Looking forward to the results.

 

Windswept

The first door was open
and the wind swept in

The second door was open
and the wind swept in

The 3rd door, the last, was open
and the cold cold wind came sweeping in

The heart that was hotly beating
behind the last door, lost in a dream

froze

 

But not for long...

 

And then... ?