So, I should be going home today…’bout time too if you ask me. Gallivanting, that’s all you can call it. Gadding about… Has no-one ever told her about hibernating in winter?? All I get out of her is ‘workshop’ and ‘school stuff’, so goodness knows what she’s been at this time. No doubt we’ll hear all about it when she’s got herself fuelled up with that coffee stuff she seems to like.
All I can say is that my forbearance ought to be worth its weight in turkey.
Mind, she said it had been snowing on the high roads… so I hope she gets me home okay! Turkey or not, I need to be with her if it snows… we play out lots. She likes me taking her for walks in the snow, even if she does look weird all bundled up in furry things and stuff that makes her look as round as a snowball…
Now, I like balls, but snowballs are odd. She throws them…but they don’t bounce, you know. And when I catch them, they just vanish…
Speaking of snowballs, Pamela from Butterfly Sand sent me a poem for my Advent Invitation… Pamela says: “I am a woman with a mission: to live life to the fullest. I will not let an itty, bitty incurable disease stop me. It may slow me down but like a ship dragging an anchor, I’ll get there eventually. I do love a little literary legerdemain! Walk with me at www.butterflysand.com“
A Snowball’s Chance
He was brought into being
On a cold winter’s night
Two warring young factions
And a friendly snow fight
He was cold and quite round
With a definite flair
His head full of snow
Instead of with hair
He flew through the sky
With an abundance of glee
Then splat it was over
On the side of a tree
He picked himself up
And patted his head
“No more of this!”
I think that he said
He played in the snow
But away from the boys
“Life is for living,
I’m not one of their toys!”
Seasons do change
At least here in the north
And soon it was warmer
The flowers burst forth
Everyone thought
Their snow friends had gone
Perhaps then next winter
Once again they’d be spawn
But our hero of note
Had just made a plan
He’d stay though the seasons
And come forth as a man
On a warm summer’s day
When the freezer is humming
Behind ice cubes and creams
He might just be slumming
So remember these words
As you shiver with cold
Our hero is near
He’ll never grow old
Antlers are for Reindeer!
If you would like to help save Ani from a fate (she says) worse than death, send your Letters to Santa, festive memories, short stories, flash fiction or poems to the Small Dog. She will post them every day through December until Christmas.
She would especially like to hear from her four-legged or feathered friends (she has a special place very close to her heart for turkeys)… but she says that two-legs are better than none, so she will accept submissions from humans too.
To get in touch, please use the form on the contact page or email Ani at findme@scvincent.com
Sue Vincent's Daily Echo 
I am wishing for snow here Ani!
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She says there was snow on them there hills when she went north 😉 xx
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Oooh!!! 🌨🌨🌨
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🙂
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Reblogged this on anita dawes and jaye marie.
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I loved this poem! And the idea that the best part of winter is always near by!
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The best part of winter is that it holds spring close to its heart 😉
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Defrosting the freezer has taken on a much better reaction after reading this!
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That’s always a lousy job 😉
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hahah Looking for footprints in the ice cream?
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😀
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Wouldn’t that be something?
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🙂
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Thanks, Michael 🙂
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A beautiful poem to share. Ani, enjoy that white stuff…it doesn’t stick around for long.
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I haven’t seen any yet… she couldn’t take me with her 😦 xx
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Wonderful! Bet you had sun in the snow Ani!
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I would have done… if she hadn’t abandoned me to stay at my friends… 😦
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Aww. Never mind Ani. More treats coming your way later erhaps? 🙂
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I’ll be making sure of that 😉 xxx
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YAY!
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😀
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I love the poem:-)
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Thank you.
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🙂
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You know, Ani, we don’t get snow where Michael and I live and we think it is really cool stuff.
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It does get a bit chilly on the toes 😉 But I love it too!
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What a delightful poem!
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Thank you.
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We had our first frost last night and night-time temperatures down to -4C … Winter is well and truly here. 🙂 … no snow yet though.
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We’ve been getting frost for a few weeks… but there has been no snow yet in the south. Ani hopes it will not be long though!
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We don’t get really cool snow where I live, Ani – at least not like the soft-looking stuff in the picture of you. Ours starts out slushy and ends up crunchy – and is really nuthin’ but cold and wet, even if we’re both bundled in coats.
Still, for some reason I can’t figure, Mom wants some for Christmas. 2-legses are very strange – but I hope yours gets home very soon.
Woof! TINK
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Mine’s home now… thank goodness!
I bet you would love our snow, Tink… but we don’t get enough for my liking. Much love, Ani xx
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I probably would, Ani – but Mom says there is some kind of dog quarantine where you live, so we’ll probably never get to visit.
Woof! TINK
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That’s a shame, Tink… I’ll just have to ask Santa to send you some decent snow 🙂 xxx
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Thanks, Ani. I’ll ask him for more tennis balls for YOU.
Woof!
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Better not… I have just the one in play since the Great Lost Ball disaster… so I still have a toy box full of them from when he decorated my tree with them last year. Extra turkey would be good though… 😉 xx
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Well, there were an awful lot of them on that tree, after all. Extra turkey it is then!
Woof! TINK
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There were…and every one of them welcome 🙂 Just …saved… 😉 xxx
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I like my little balls okay, but I really like my easy to grab squeaky toys. Mom saves those for me, too – because, she says I would scatter them ALL everywhere around the house if I could – lol.
I can’t wait for her to get my Christmas toys out this year (but I wish she wouldn’t wash the good smells off my toys when she does the swap).
Woof!
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I have my own toy box that I’m allowed to play with…all the stuff at once if I like. She says I am worse thena children…but she smiles anyway.
But what is it with them washing everything as soon as your back is turned? She even washes my bed! I mean… where am I supposed to sleep? The sofa? ( Yeah, okay… I know…) xx
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I have a toy box too, Ani, but I drag most of my toys over to my office stroller bed (if I’m gonna’ try to put anything away, that is). I mostly sleep with Mom, so she doesn’t wash my beds all that much – but she’s been threatening to do a “big Christmas clean” and that doesn’t sound good for ME.
Woof! TINK
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Mine won’t let me sleep with her. Unless we are poorly. She says I snore like a tractor and wriggle too much…and hog the bed.
Yeah… mine is talking about Christmas cleaning too 😦 xxx
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Mom sleeps like the dead – you and I BOTH could probably sleep with her and she’d snooze on undisturbed. What is this Christmas cleaning stuff? I thought I heard that they did that in the spring.
Woof!
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Any excuse, you know, even though they say they hate housework. It gets to them like a flea they have to scratch… xxx
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Mom doesn’t clean too often – but it’s always too often or ME.
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Yeah… what is it with that? xx
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I can see you thoroughly enjoy the snow, Ani. 😀 — Suzanne
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Always… we just don’t get enough 🙂 xxx
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Enjoy the winter sweet Ani. ❤ Sue, how is the wee one? ❤
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She tired and emotional, Debby, but she is much better than she was… thank goodness. Thanks for asking xx
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Oh poor little thing Sue. I’m so happy to hear she’s on the mend. I’ll keep her in my prayers. ❤ xx
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Thank you ❤
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Ani, I am hoping for snow. The weatherman said it should snow for the next two days, but you know how it is with them – they try hard but are more often wrong. I enjoyed reading A Snowball’s Chance. xx
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Yeah…they said snow here to… though there will be more white stuff in her hair than on the ground knowing my luck 😦 xx
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We are so glad that the campaign to save Ani is happening. Cause Kissmuss is coming soon and it is beginning to snow here, too … and we do not want our friend Ani to have to wear the terribull antlers!
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It is colder than the fridge here this morning…and I don’t even want to wear a coat thing. Let alone silly horns! xxx
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