Daily Archives: November 22, 2020

Chapter Two: ThreeLegs from Usual Muttwits

Posted on November 22, 2020 by Sue Vincent

Listen up fellas, it’s all about power and speed sez Shadow, the black German Shepherd PD. Uh-huh mutters Jax, the black and tan other German Shepherd PD. ..and intellectuals Oh-ah Right, coz timing is every– Thought yu said it was … Continue reading →

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Level 1000 ~ a story from A.A. Azariah at Wallie’s Wentletrap

Posted on November 22, 2020 by Sue Vincent

Reblogged from Wallie’s Wentletrap: What would it be like if someone were trapped in their favorite video game as if it were real life? Dina is about to find out… *** He was beautiful. Not even a 75-inch OLED could … Continue reading →

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Solstice of the Moon: Halfway to Paradise…

Posted on November 22, 2020 by Sue Vincent

The misty morning had turned into the most glorious autumn day as we left Glen Lyon and headed towards Loch Tay. We wanted to try and get a shot of the crannog that has been built on the lake at … Continue reading →

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Black…

Posted on November 22, 2020 by Sue Vincent

* …As the lot had fallen to Black to go on the second watch, he set a flame to his brand and went off into the night upon Brown’s return, with Fin’s dog, Bran, padding softly behind him. Black wandered … Continue reading →

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To Greet the Dawn

Posted on November 22, 2020 by Sue Vincent

I wandered nto the living roomat four, having given the whole sleeping business up for the night. Ani raised one ear and an eyebrow then curled up tight and refused to budge. It is odd though, now that I do … Continue reading →