Glimpses

Tuesday, January 10, 2012

Outside In - Lunch


Blake used the spoon as a plunger to push all the floating alphabet noodles to the bottom of the bowl. He was not really interested in eating, he wanted to be out in the rain. 

Bite by bite, he fed his soup to Rothschild whose name was bigger than he was by 10 fold. The 3 1/2 pound Chihuahua had joined the family shortly after Blake did. They had an understanding when it came to food. Roth wouldn't tell Torie that Blake wasn't eating, if Blake didn't tell Torie Roth was. The union was perfect for days like this. 

"I'm done Aunt Torie, can I go now?" he asked as the last bit of carrot fell on the rug at his feet. 

"Did you get enough to eat?" she asked without looking up from the project she was working on.

"Yep" and off he went, back into the yellow room with the big bay windows, before she had a chance to answer him. Roth followed with his little tail wagging. 

"C'mon Rothy, get up here" he patted his hand on the soft stripes of the window seat cushion, and Rothschild rocked back and forth until he mustered up enough steam to jump that high. "There ya go" he snuggled him into the crook of his right arm, where he stayed contentedly and they both fell asleep.

20 comments:

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    1. Oh good Jo, it really is different from anything I've written so far, and coming through in a way that I am not accustom to. Or maybe I am just listening closer ;-)

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  2. oh, k, i am interested... keep going....

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    1. I did not see a reply button here before... NICE! Now I can respond individually!

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  3. Yep, you caught your characters in the moment and I'm ready for more.

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    1. GPD, I think my characters caught me! Whichever, I am glad they are speaking up loudly. Thank you.

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  4. This is such a good story. More please...

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    1. Thank you KAT, it warms my heart to see that others are enjoying it with me.

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  5. I agree with the above - more, please. I am all in -

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  6. The hook is set... Great job! Now I want to read more.

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  7. As a new member this is the first of your stories that I read. I completely enjoyed it and really wanted it to go on, please do not end it here...I will never know what could have happened unless you continue.

    Loved this...and waiting to see what happens next.

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    1. Sondra - I'm glad to see you blogging about! This one will continue to grow... it's taken on a life of it's own, almost like a parallel dialogue to my own life. It fascinates me. I am glad you are enjoying it with me:-)

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  8. Your post brought back memories of when my kids were little - my daughter used to flick her peas off of the high chair tray so our little West Highland terrier could eat them! Great post - simple and filled with images.

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    1. Sharon - Love that, pea-flicking stuff. A friends tot did that too, just with the peas though... hehehhe.. the dog would sit there waiting so patiently!

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  9. Nice! A boy's first best friend--special always.

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    1. Thank you Beth :-) This story makes me laugh a bit, because things like the dog's name just happen. It's been an interesting journey thus far, thanks for being a part of the ride!

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  10. You know, I love this small story about a few special moments in time! I just love it!

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    1. ah thank you beachlover, it's a growing story, ever day!

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