Redefining misanthropy for a fresh generation. Standard posts begin with a definition from Ambrose Bierce's The Devil's Dictionary followed by a modern adjustment. Miscellany on Wednesday and storytelling on Saturday.
Saturday, September 03, 2005
Willie The Wonderdog
Story #8: In which we learn from Willie that delusions can come true.
"paragon of positive thinking" "his idea of his place in the world" "forgets disabilities"
big words.
it's amazing how we define things as we see them and turn out to be very very helpful in our lives. sometimes our 'lessons' come from the most unexpected people or animals, or things..and adversaries, and predators.
and the more amazing thing is recognizing these lessons and absorbing them instead of just moving along and take things for granted.
it makes our lives a lot easier, and "happier".
Hello Doug. Waking Ambrose proved to be a nice company while taking my first cup of coffee today. :)
Preditor: A nasty, ugly creature who met his demise in the '80s at the hands of a would-be Governor; not at all similar in appearance or demeanor to the sweet, adorable Willie who apparently does, however, share the same zeal for prey and happens to live in the same state of said would-be governor.
Doug, I'll never tire hearing you tell stories of the Lovely Walela and Willie The Wonderdog! Thanks for another great story. :)
Semisweet1, I remember some of your previous first dates. Come to think of it, there are some good stories there. Hmm.
Actonbell, I've noticed you don't write definitions. I've also noticed you write beautifully. I think you're just shy. Thanks for your comment about Willie. He hasn't even used his Beagle Love Ray on you yet.
Sar! Thanks for writing on the definition and your kind words about Willie. I told him he should run in the recall. And I'm glad you guys like the dog stories. I'm going to try to do something else next week for fear of being that guy.
I'm with everyone in enjoying this story. Each Saturday tale is better than the one before.
Willie is so cute! I'll be happy to take him, if you get run over by a truck or somethin'. Just sayin'
Preditor.,n., from the old pre-date makeup application. A female of a species with filed-down nails out to catch the best (from the old rich) male of the species.
It has already become kind of a ritual. On Saturdays, when I log in and my computer greets me...I know it is story time. And every time it pays off. And this is coming from a girl that grew up daily with fairytales told by several relatives competing for her attention.
haha Monika. The thought did occur to me, but I was too shy. While Doug is safely away rescuing rabbits, let me quickly propose another name for Wonderdog: Harry
Right you are TLP. THE Willie sounds Great to me as well. Karma, I have to ask...why Harry? Uhhh...as in Potter? Yes, now that is great. Magic powers is always a good thing to have, especially when you are up against bears and lions and coyotes and stuff. My verifier word for today is: yunpwxy. I can hear Willie growling!
Mrs. Weirsdo is NOT my MOTHER!!!!!!!!!!!!! My first mother died of smoking and drinking, my second lives in New Jersey!!!!!! (One of the nice parts!!!!!!!!)
Willie does have rather come hither eyes.Do they run in the family.
Predator,n. An insecure cannibal or a female that hangs around the us tennis open hoping to take a bite of the nineteen year old, male winer of the French Tennis Open. ;)
Alice, you're always right on time. A blue heeler is an Australian Cattle Dog. Of course, it's hard to determine a breed with the head missing but that's what he looks like. So how'd you do?
No, you don't dddragon. That was O.C., MARYLAND, honey. Not N.J.
New Jersey is where the nice place we had right on the beach ended up with dead horseshoe crabs all over the beach. AND you all acted bored because the boardwalk there wasn't as good as in Maryland.
Thanks, Jamie Dawn. That's a trick my old stray dog mastered on his own. I don't know if I've said here that I got willie when he wandered onto a big campus in Macon Georgia where kids in protective custody went. The 9-12 year-old girls were feeding him puppy treats mouth to mouth.
TLP, it was me who said Ocean City was in Jersey. I thought I remembered that from Actonbell's vacation.
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"paragon of positive thinking"
"his idea of his place in the world"
"forgets disabilities"
big words.
it's amazing how we define things as we see them and turn out to be very very helpful in our lives. sometimes our 'lessons' come from the most unexpected people or animals, or things..and adversaries, and predators.
and the more amazing thing is recognizing these lessons and absorbing them instead of just moving along and take things for granted.
it makes our lives a lot easier, and "happier".
Hello Doug. Waking Ambrose proved to be a nice company while taking my first cup of coffee today. :)
Thanks a lot!
Good story. I hope the bear cub doesn't come back after puberty with a drunk on and an inferiority complex to exorcise.
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"Prey with faith" - reminds the cynical unwilling celibate of his next first date.
Preditor: A nasty, ugly creature who met his demise in the '80s at the hands of a would-be Governor; not at all similar in appearance or demeanor to the sweet, adorable Willie who apparently does, however, share the same zeal for prey and happens to live in the same state of said would-be governor.
Doug, I'll never tire hearing you tell stories of the Lovely Walela and Willie The Wonderdog! Thanks for another great story. :)
Thanks, Asiansmiles! And I'm non-dairy!
Semisweet1, I remember some of your previous first dates. Come to think of it, there are some good stories there. Hmm.
Actonbell, I've noticed you don't write definitions. I've also noticed you write beautifully. I think you're just shy. Thanks for your comment about Willie. He hasn't even used his Beagle Love Ray on you yet.
Sar! Thanks for writing on the definition and your kind words about Willie. I told him he should run in the recall. And I'm glad you guys like the dog stories. I'm going to try to do something else next week for fear of being that guy.
I'm with actonbell... I fell in love with Willie at first site!
Predators - shoppers, sensing a bargain, circling in for the sale. The most aggressive of these will turn around a nice profit on Ebay.
dewmp = Darling Willie is My Pup!
At last I know brave little Willie's name. But I still don't know why he looks at me like that
See that boy, you belong to the world now. Willie says "Alert CNN."
Thanks, Aral, he's a great fella.
Funny, Ddd, at least Willie doesn't drool as much.
Karma, because he's wondering if your hand is a Viennetta.
OK, everyone. Willie and I have rabbits to evacuate. Have a great weekend, all.
I'm with everyone in enjoying this story. Each Saturday tale is better than the one before.
Willie is so cute! I'll be happy to take him, if you get run over by a truck or somethin'. Just sayin'
Preditor.,n., from the old pre-date makeup application.
A female of a species with filed-down nails out to catch the best (from the old rich) male of the species.
Tx, TLP!!!!!! I had a feeling I must be one cuz I all ways prey with faith!!!!!!! But then I really reconized my self in you're definishon!!!!!!
Mrs. Weirsdo says she guessed a bear. Lucky Momma Bear wasn't around!
It has already become kind of a ritual. On Saturdays, when I log in and my computer greets me...I know it is story time. And every time it pays off. And this is coming from a girl that grew up daily with fairytales told by several relatives competing for her attention.
I think Willie could have a second name: David ;)
haha Monika. The thought did occur to me, but I was too shy. While Doug is safely away rescuing rabbits, let me quickly propose another name for Wonderdog: Harry
Tan Lucy, I know you'll give him a great home. I suspect it'll be a mama bear, not a bus.
Daisy, glad you were here and say hi to your mom for me. That Weirsdo's pretty canny.
That's quite a compliment, Monika, thanks! Willie would totally kick Goliath's butt. Right, boy?
Karma, do you read Monika's blog? Way cool.
Wonderful story. We all love Willie and Walena too!
I didn't know that we were giving Willie a middle name! So how about "the"? You know, like Hagar the horrible, or Attilla the hun.
All the fiercest guys have THE as their middle name.
Right you are TLP. THE Willie sounds Great to me as well.
Karma, I have to ask...why Harry? Uhhh...as in Potter? Yes, now that is great. Magic powers is always a good thing to have, especially when you are up against bears and lions and coyotes and stuff.
My verifier word for today is: yunpwxy. I can hear Willie growling!
Mrs. Weirsdo is NOT my MOTHER!!!!!!!!!!!!! My first mother died of smoking and drinking, my second lives in New Jersey!!!!!! (One of the nice parts!!!!!!!!)
Uh, there are nice parts in New Jersey? Gee, I've been there a lot of times...trying to remember a nice part...
holy maloney. before i can say 'Jack Rabbit', you're back. how many did you rescue? yea, i did visit Monika (and she visited me).
doggie dumpling should have a Viking name then :
'Edrzzka The Wonderdog'
thats my verification word. but we could call him Ed for short
Thanks, Icy. Do you and Dusty want to over and start a bear-buster team?
Good point, TLP. I never really thought "a" did him justice.
Monika, I thought she was referring to Harry as in Derrick and.
So sorry, Daisy.
TLP, wait'll Actonbell gets here. She'll put you right.
Karma, I probably shouldn't tell you guys this but Willie's a secret agent for Blogger who writes all the verifier word.
Attacked by coyotes? Holy cow - that's one tough dog!
Am I too late?
First what is a blue heeler?
Willie does have rather come hither eyes.Do they run in the family.
Predator,n. An insecure cannibal or a female that hangs around the us tennis open hoping to take a bite of the nineteen year old, male winer of the French Tennis Open. ;)
Fred, he's a bad, bad beagle. or blue heagle.
Alice, you're always right on time. A blue heeler is an Australian Cattle Dog. Of course, it's hard to determine a breed with the head missing but that's what he looks like. So how'd you do?
Oh, com'on mom, the miniature golf courses were all good. Even that tiny one near the apartment.
Remember the softball games, business vs business? The Purple Moose (bar) vs The Brass Balls Saloon? I've got t-shirts from those places.
You can add me to the people who love Willie.
He won me over in a second.
No, you don't dddragon. That was O.C., MARYLAND, honey. Not N.J.
New Jersey is where the nice place we had right on the beach ended up with dead horseshoe crabs all over the beach. AND you all acted bored because the boardwalk there wasn't as good as in Maryland.
Dddragon, I miss putt-putt.
Thanks, Jamie Dawn. That's a trick my old stray dog mastered on his own. I don't know if I've said here that I got willie when he wandered onto a big campus in Macon Georgia where kids in protective custody went. The 9-12 year-old girls were feeding him puppy treats mouth to mouth.
TLP, it was me who said Ocean City was in Jersey. I thought I remembered that from Actonbell's vacation.
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