Keelaa on Guard

keelaa looking out windowLife will not stand still, not while Keelaa is in charge. She keeps a sentry post atop by the windowsill looking for those who dare to walk down her road or play out in their yard without inviting her. Insistently she barks for them to pay attention to her or else she will continue until they are no longer in sight.

This window was once the perch of the cat named Sam and his late friend Gracie. Sam passed away two weeks ago leaving Keelaa in full charge of the window. Keelaa has never been happier. It is hard to tell who was the greatest torture, Keelaa or Sam. Sam

Two years ago, when Keelaa was just a small pup, she was smaller than either of the cats. She only wanted to play with them and be friends. But Sam wouldn’t have such a thing. Instead, he set out to make sure she knew who was the boss of the house and who set the rules. The two cats tag teamed Keelaa behind the coffee table, trapping her on the floor by the sofa. Sam in front of her and Gracie behind her.

Gracie then began to beat Keelaa’s fanny with her paws. Fortunately, she had no claws, but Sam did. He stood his ground and didn’t allow Keelaa to escape while the beating continued. Gracie

How Keelaa cried. Not in agony. Gracie didn’t have claws, but Keelaa didn’t make the connection. She coward until a human came to her rescue, shooing the cats away.

A few months later, Gracie accepted Keelaa into the family, but not Sam. He continued to let the pup know he was the one in charge. That is until Keelaa discovered she was much quicker than him. After that day, she became his tormentor in turn.

My Snow dog enters her 14th year – #ROW80 Check – in

Our pup Julie is going on 14 years this coming year. The stairs are beginning to bother her along with the cold, but she keeps on going.

She loves the snow.

Isn’t it odd how black dogs love snow, and white dogs love mud? Have you ever noticed this?

When it snows, even though it is cold out, and the cold hurts her joints, Julie still insists having a delightful romp in a snow drift – but mind the ice – she does not enjoy doing four legged splits.

She will sorely be missed when her times comes. Julie is the best pup I have ever known. Such a trooper, especially with other animals, even our flock of laying hens and the two cats, whom she allows to rule the house. I couldn’t ask for a better dog.


I managed to write a couple thousand words this past weekend. I worked on the next book of my Orgarlan Saga and even that buried wip that I was thinking about ditching. It is turning out to be one of those stories that just won’t go away. No matter how many times I bury it or how deep of a hole I put it in, it just keeps resurfacing.

Yesterday I spent the day with my son, watching the first season of The Game of Thrones. I kept saying – they can do that? Maybe that crappy wip isn’t that terrible after all. – Yup – I did enjoy The Game of Thrones – to the extent that I will need to buy the set and read it on my kindle.

Saturday was supposed to be our NH RWA meeting. It didn’t happen. We woke to find our roads a sheet of ice. People were skating up the road – actually they were coming half way up our road and turning around, they couldn’t get their cars up the slight slope past our house.

The whole state had problems with icy roads and our meeting was cancelled.

Hopefully the weather cooperates for next weekend since Saturday is our Monadnock Writers Group.

How about you? How’s your wip going for you?

Watch any decent movies lately?

Do you have any pets that you are fond of?

I’d love to hear all about them.