Archive for December, 2018

Dear Hamish,

Happy December to you. I enjoyed talking to you on the mobile and hearing all the latest news. I hope Fat Malcolm gets over his foot rot soon. It sends shiver down me wool to hear of that. Then again, only he would stand out in the rain and in a puddle. I was sorry to hear about your poor burnt tail. Luckily there was the puddle near by for you to sit in. The twins were awfully quiet when I called me Mum. I’m sure it was them.

So, we had a holiday here, aye. Thanksgiving. It makes me legs go all wobbly thinking on how the colonists delight at the slaughter of millions of turkey. At expressing my disgust of this barbaric practice, Pawnee Kitty, the lover of all things turkey, said she’d skip turkey for the holiday. I didn’t believe her one minute.

Of course a day later, I realized that she doesn’t even consider Thanksgiving a holiday especially since it celebrates the arrival of ComeOvers. Her kind call all but American Indians (Native Americans), ComeOvers. It’s derived from ‘They came over by boat’. Which should really make it CameOvers, but I won’t debate the intricacies of the English language with her anymore. She says I should be happy she even speaks a foreign language. I’d be happy if she didn’t and stayed out on the prairie.

Pawnee asked me if I wanted to visit some turkeys. I had me doubts on that. Turkeys are larger than chickens and you know how they can be.

We’ll be far enough away? I asked.
Turkeys won’t hurt you, she said.

I youtubed turkeys and what I saw, Hamish. It’s enough to make the quality of one’s wool go bad. There are turkey gangs that terrorize whole neighborhoods! Aye. Even the postman won’t come and deliver mail. People run off in their motorcars to get away.

I went to find Pawnee right away to say: I will not go with you to see a turkey. They are violent. They have gangs!
Oh, you saw those videos too? Aren’t they great?

I am wondering if we saw the same videos. Knowing Pawnee Kitty, we have.

They’ll run me over and peck me to death and nibble on me poor body. I’ll nae see a live turkey, I tell her. In the end, I go off to see a movie to calm me nerves. Then I watch me some ‘Life in the Pasture’ videos. When you are here, we’ll see them all. We’ll binge watch.

Another happy December to you,

From the colonies,

Angus. McSheep.


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Moving to a new place is a big change for anybody, even if it’s a short distance. But this is big move, a move from the west coast, Seattle, to the east coast, Stinkville, South Carolina, a small dot on a map.
The move is an even bigger deal for Alice. Back home she never had to explain her albinism to people or the blindness that comes with it. Until now.
She wants to go back to Seattle. Her brother wants to go back. They want to be far away from this place with its smelly paper mill. That’s where he father has a job. And, by staying here, maybe their mother will feel better.

I admit I got this because it’s set in South Carolina. But I would have read it anyway, because it sounded like a good story and it was.
One of my favorite characters is Tooter, Alice’s Shih Tzu who she pretends is her guide dog. He has a bit of a problem with gas. A librarian thinks she has to tell Tooter when Alice has to leave the library. It gives one an idea on how ridiculous people can act when they have preformed notions about people with disabilities.
Through the book I gained an insight of albinism. Back in high school, I knew two students with the condition, but I knew next to nothing about it. There’s not much fiction on it, so this was a way to learn more. I didn’t know it affected the eyes.
This is a humorous and warmhearted tale that deals with some complex issues. The guide dog and squirrel incident are hilarious. The book also showed how that if you talk to people, you’ll learn all sorts of things. The book also goes into depression, which is what the mom has. This is something that needs to be discussed in schools since so many have this.

There is a sequel to the book.

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Holiday Decorations

Holiday Decorations at School

Here in the U.S., overt Christmas decorations in public schools are essentially verboten, but that also depends on the school district. Being in the Bible belt, and in a rural area, we do decorate for Christmas. Still, with keeping up with the separation of church and state, I put up Winter holidays displays which usually had an emphasis on Christmas. Being the librarian, I was responsible for the main hall bulletin board, until it was taken down. When that happened, it saved me from having to think of themes each month, but I was also sad because every year the kids looked forward to my May board where I highlighted all the seniors.

One year I put how to say ‘Merry Christmas’ in languages around the world. Another year I had Christmas customs around the world. There was also Christmas cards from around the world. Several times I did holidays around the world. I didn’t know what an impact the latter would have until a new teacher from India came, all excited that I had included Diwali My Christmas themes never elicited such a response and I was quite pleased with myself.

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I am shamelessly plugging my new book here.


It’s one of my annual Christmas stories based of my cats, Mietze and Talbot.

Noisy, bouncy Talbot is made to join the ‘Little Helpers’ program at school in order to get her grades up. Naturally, she doesn’t tell her parents. She’s going to do this all by herself even if Mrs. Gray, the senior she’s assigned to assist, has her doing yard work and housework that includes painting. It’s not what the other kittens are doing and Talbot’s best friend, Mietze, sets out to help make this right.

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