Minutes From A New York Writer’s Workshop – December

Carmela, my friend the basset hound, and I were in a deep discussion over shoes. I’ve been looking for a pair of cocoa brown spectator pumps the same shade as her ears and for the life of me, cannot find them. If only I could just take her to Bergdorf’s like a big swatch, but apparently Carmela’s fall schedule is pretty well booked.

While I took a snapshot or two in lieu of her, a little boy…no more than five..popped by with his father. images-89

He was a sweet little thing dressed in jeans and a hoodie, mini Chuck Taylors gracing two frisky feet. Why they noticed us, I really can’t say. I mean, haven’t they ever seen a five foot eight woman draped on a sidewalk asking a hound dog if she could turn to her left before?

Carm and I shook our heads as if to say, they just must be out-of-towners. Perhaps this sort of thing doesn’t occur in Duluth.

I knew the kid had been around animals the way he romped over but didn’t lunge after Carmela. He gently opened his palm to let her make the first move, which naturally she did like any other woman who loves having her paw kissed. As a matter of fact, the way she wiggled and rolled her eyes was making me quite ill. I mean really Carmella, I finally had to say, “Get hold of yourself.”

Why is it when a man, or in this case two, pays a woman the least bit of attention she turns into Bette Davis?   images

Anyway…

After petting Carmela for a good couple of minutes…scratching her ears…rubbing her head…watching her swoon and sway like a tipsy cannon, he turned to his father and said…

“Wow dad…this is one big Beagle.”     get-attachment-7 I’ll say!

🙂

SB

About Susannah Bianchi

I'm just a girl who likes to write slightly on slant. I've had a career in fashion, dabbled in film and to be honest, I don't like talking about myself. Now my posts are another matter so I will let them speak for themselves. My eBooks, A New York Diary, Model Behavior: Friends For Life and Notes From A Working Cat can be found on Amazon.com. Thanks.
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15 Responses to Minutes From A New York Writer’s Workshop – December

  1. I just love when kids tell it like it is…hahaha! The image of Carmella lying on the couch in her bright red lipstick and cigarette is hilarious (yet so true).

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    • Since being the mother of Peanut and the late great Chester Pop, you should know. Did I mention Peanut called to see if those cigars he likes came in? I had said, when I shouldn’t have had that third Cosmo, I’d look into it…something about ordering in bulk…I honestly can’t remember. Ho Hum 🙂

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  2. micklively says:

    You should see Smudge in the presence of a male visitor. It’s enough to make a lady of the night blush. Fawning and cavorting, legs akimbo, fanny pointing to the stars: a quite disgraceful display.

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    • I replied to this hours ago but good old WordPress is up to its tricks. I had said, I couldn’t help being a little envious of Smudge just being who she is…there’s something to be said for that Mick…yes indeedy.

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  3. katecrimmins says:

    Smart kid. I could see how he made that error. Maybe Duluth doesn’t have hounds! I am a cat whisperer. People get really annoyed because cats that aren’t civilized will come to me and rub their bodies on me purring. It’s my gift. Frankly, I would have preferred to win the lottery but we can’t really pick our gifts can we?

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    • They know who loves them…which always amazes me, I have to say. Also how they remember you…Carmela…she trots out waggin that tail. They know…and you’re right, it is a gift, and a very sweet one at that.

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  4. Beagle, basset… both are B breeds. I love dogs, I will wriggle right along with them, they are the best. Carmella is beautiful! Great post today!!

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    • She is so cute… and so was he…she does have a Beagle face just a very big one and it changes expressions like she really was a siren from the 40s. I wish she were mine. Her parents, I think I’ve mentioned, are Spanish and speak no English. Our exchanges are very comical…animated and more than a little off the rails…I’m pretty sure Carm is bi-lingual since she seems to relate to everybody 🙂

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  5. I nominated you for the Shauny award, it’s on my page. Thinking of you and appreciate you.

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