Howling Hounds, Slavering Beasts and Prize Pick
My son and my dog are kindred spirits, separated mainly by species. They delight in causing chaos, and have a devil-may-care glint in their eyes at the most inappropriate moments. Like this: I’m frantically trying to get dressed in the 30 seconds allotted on the morning schedule when my son comes whipping into the bathroom.
“I let the dog in the house because it’s raining.”
“He had a mouse. In his mouth.”
“Where’s the dog now?”
“In the house.”
“Where’s the mouse?”
“In his mouth.”
It’s like a demented version of Cat in the Hat. I give up on getting dressed and fly through the house half-clothed, attempting to corral the dog, who of course runs away with the mouse’s tail hanging out from his massive jaws. Clearly, this is some kind of fabulous new game. When I finally get him to spit the carcass out in exchange for a piece of cheese, I realize something it would have been nice to know ten minutes earlier.
“Alex?” (Insert Ominous Mom Voice here.)
“Yeah. I forgot to tell you, it wasn’t a real mouse. Just a mouse puppet.”
There are little demons and hounds in this week’s giveaway book, too. (Notice that smooth transition? And I bet you’d forgotten about the giveaway.) It’s called A Devil in the Details, by K.A. Stewart, and the winner will be chosen at random and announced on Wednesday. All you have to do to be entered is leave a comment between now and then.
A Devil in the Details is a fun, fast read, and the main character reminds me a bit of Buffy the Vampire slayer, if Buffy were a man who used an ancient sword instead of her keen vampire slaying skills. (And yes, for those of you who have known me a long time, I am still lamenting the loss of Buffy on prime time television. I’m predictable that way.) There’s a kind of watcher, and snappy dialog, and a demon who may or may not be a force for good…and the aforementioned slavering hell hounds. But no small pajama-clad demon carrying mouse puppets. This one? He belongs to me.
Cute story! Thank God it was a fake mouse… otherwise could have had a very different ending. yuck.
LOL! I can relate–Cressie caught a rabbit yesterday and sadly it was not a puppet. Fortunately she didn’t bring it in the house.
Love your slick segue!
My barn cats used to do that — the worst was when the decapitated a squirrel and left it, headless, standing over their food dish. It was like something out of The Omen.
This was funny, cute and relatable. I have similiar stories about my son.
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LOL! That sounds like something my kids or nephews would do!
Although, when I was a kid, we did have one of our dogs bring us a baby rabbit… and it was still alive. 🙂 The dog was a rabbit beagle crossed with a cocker spaniel. We took the baby rabbit to the Wildlife Center of Va.
Cute picture, btw!
I’m sure it was an innocent misunderstanding. He doesn’t look a bit devilish.
Right. As innocent as yours…..
Kids are highly entertaining…unless they happen to be YOUR kids pulling the pranks on the unsuspecting parent (which would be you). But your little one is cute, and I love the “hell hound” you’ve got. 🙂
That sounds vaguely like something my kids and dogs might plan. More to freak out Mom then myself.
Although my larger dog would probably run in fear from a mouse.
That was a cute story and an adorable picture.
Real life provides the best comedy.
All the best,
If you’re happy to deliver to the UK, I’d really love the book! I love Buffy and ancient swords and kickass urban fantasies. 😀
Thanks for visiting, Para. I’d be happy to send it to you!
HA! I wish we had a mouse – my two cats would LOVE to put a hurting on it!
I’m so excited to see you blogging! See, it wasn’t so scary now, was it?
Oh, I still think it’s kind of terrifying…
Children and pets… if only they acted like they were supposed to… 🙁
Hi Atsiko…are we adding significant others to that list? 🙂
LOVE LOVE LOVE your blog Liz.
Now, I can attest to the devil in that dog (TRUST ME EVERYONE I CAN), and the kid looks like the cat that ate the canary….. He’s smiling but what you don’t know is why.
You would know better than anyone, Cathy! On both counts, I’d bet. 🙂
Thanks for stopping by!
I blame not the young child. He is an innocent! Whom did Master Alex cometh from, hmmmmmm? 🙂