Spunky Tales: HAPPY 2019!
by Linda Suit
Tired I am. Rest I must! Ya see my picture above? Read on and see why. Well, ya know it's the New Year and most people are trying to get back in shape, right? So, I decided maybe I'll try it too. Gotta figure out this treadmill first. Since I may be here a while, I'm taking a snack with me. Maybe you're supposed to do more than sit on the handle bar? Go away Mommy, I'll do this by my widdle self. Yesterday I tried to figure out the vacuum cleaner but that was way too much trouble, so I saved it for Jerry Boy. Who's going to join me in getting back in shape for 2019? Easy, peasy. All you gotta do is sign on the dotted line, bring me nuts and goodies, then come one, come all, and give it your best shot following me around the house all day. If you don't lose weight, well it sure won't be my fault cause you will be up, down, looking over, under, then if you do happen to catch up with me, you will certainly be squirming, twisting, and exercising your lungs while trying to keep my razor sharp nails and terrifying teeth off of you. Nah, just kidding...sort of. Anywho, I think ya get the general idea? I will provide water, and maybe I'll teach you to make a peanut butter and jelly sammich for lunch? Oh I am really good at that. Just ask Mommy. I like to smack my hand in the jelly then take off running before she can wash it off. Oh, ya, forgot, you will have to clean up the kitchen after the PBJ making episode...and have you ever seen me in the kitchen when flour is involved? I slap it and make it snow all over the place, so more bending, stretching, reaching, to clean up that mess too.
Typical day at my house? Higher Mommy, higher! Ok, so she waited til the light fixture stopped swinging to get a picture. She wears long sleeves when she lets me out cause I use her as my Mommy tree. Her hands still get scratched from my long nails cause I don't like to get them trimmed. If you want to help Mommy give me a mani/pedi, we're taking reservations. Insurance is not provided, so keep that in mind...just saying.
I have a confession to make. I'm sorry, I really didn't mean to do it. Honest! I knocked both lamps off the nightstands in the bedroom and one ended upside down in the floor. No it's not the first time. I have shattered the inner part and now it can't be fixed. The lamps are ok but not the shades. BIG OOPS! Mommy was not happy with me. I was just trying to find a place to hide my nut. I'm sorry Mommy. I will try not to do it again, but I just can't seem to help myself when I'm on a nutty mission.
I was so sorry about the lamps that when I got put back in my Happy-tat I got my toothbrush and started brushing my teeth cause I figured I would get put to bed without any supper. Yes I have a toothbrush and it's bright orange. I've had it for a while and I do like to brush my teeth with it. Mommy said I needed to floss too but I don't have many teeth. Someone said if I didn't chew on enough things my teeth would grow really long and I might have to go to a squirrel-o-dontist. Anyone wanna volunteer to help me floss my teeth? See above about insurance.
There is a very special lady that is 98 years young, and her name is Wilda. She, Mommy and Jerry Boy have been friends for a long time. She called Mommy a few days ago to say hello, and I was hitching a ride on Mommy's shoulder when the phone rang. I always like to know who's on the other end, cause it looks pretty strange Mommy talking away to someone I can't see, so Mommy put me on the phone! I sang and squealed for Mrs. Wilda and told her how much we all loved her. Mommy and Jerry Boy met her and her hubby, who lives in Heaven now, at a craft show. Mr. Mendell cut his own cedar, then made beautiful cedar chests and Mrs. Wilda made them all pretty with wood burned pictures. Mommy fell in love...not only with the beautiful work, but with these two wonderful, spunky (I like that word), delightful people. Look at this picture of the one Mommy and Jerry Boy have in their bedroom. I'm gonna call Mrs. Wilda more often cause I think it's important to let the older generation know how much they mean to us, don't you? Aww, I'm such a good girl (some of the time). We wuv you, Mrs. Wilda.
Later I was back at warp speed and suddenly Mommy hears a dial tone. Ha ha ha, I was at the kitchen desk and put it on speaker phone cause I can't pick that big thing up with my widdle hands. I can hold a cell phone but I get in trouble if I do, so I figured I would just call my friends on speaker and we could have a chat. Chill, Mommy, I wasn't calling Tazmania, besides I have a credit card of my own ya know!
We have a new Doodle in Doodleville...meet Fox E. Doodle. This girl is ginormous! Maybe it's just the fur coat she's wearing, but you might wanna sign up for my exercise program Fox E. You're looking a widdle fluffy in the middle, well, actually all over. Wowza, Mommy's excited cause she thinks Fox E might bring us some baby Fox E Doodles. There aren't too many of these red Doodles around here so we're gonna take good care of her. Scruff E. is still here and has her nest above the porch and comes every day. She has a special place in Mommy's heart (not as special as I do of course), but Fox E. is a big addition to Doodleville, USA. She's not eating out of Mommy's hand yet, but she just sits there and looks at her when she opens the door to take her picture. I think I'm gonna have to get a bigger heart cause the Doodles just keep coming and we're gonna take good care of them. I think the more love you have, the bigger your heart gets, so I guess I'll just grow with it. I think it works the same way with humans, so open your heart to people that are different, just like I'm opening mine to Doodles that are different. I'm gray, she's red. So what? The world will be a better place if we all show a little more love.
Can't wait to see you all in February, when Spunky Tales continues...maybe we'll have some baby Doodles by then? You will only know if you come back!
Love from all the Doodles in Doodleville, USA
About the Author
Linda Suit is a city girl turned country. A travel agent by trade, she and her husband, Jerry, live in rural Arkansas with their animals including an amazing pet squirrel, Spunky Doodle. Spunky has brightened the lives of many with her stories. She is quite a character and definitely lives up to her name of Spunky.
Linda has traveled the world. Her passion for missions comes alive in her stories from remote areas. She will make you laugh and tug at your heartstrings.
You can read Linda’s “Spunky Tales” column on the 2nd Saturday each month here at Pandora’s Box Gazette.