It Begins

Today is Halloween,

The night will be full of walking terrors, hungry vampires and  yellow eyed demons.

Witches are getting ready to cast a hex or two in honor of the season and spiders,  black cats and werewolves are getting ready to do a little cruncha cruncha muncha muncha on all things great and small.

I spend a lot of time in the Halloween World, so this  sums up my daily existence.

Not to be a killjoy but today is business as usual for me!

But what the heck- you all go out there and have some fun.

When you’re done, I’ll be right here.

Waiting.

amm

 

 

 

 

The Best Dog

Photo A.M. Moscoso

On New Years Morning

on the first day of a brand spanking new year of which I was excited to see in the night before

I found these balloons  tied into a bunch and resting on the side of the road.

It looks like someone had written all of the negative ideas, thought and images from their head onto these brightly colored balloons and then let them go to

where I  found them, waiting for me on the side of the road like roaches surprised when you flip a light on unexpectedly.

I  could see that every stroke of the pen had left something dark, something depressing that someone wanted to let go of and they did during their wonderful night of festivities and in the end all of their emotional vomit ended up at my feet scrawled in black sharpie on cheerful pastel colored balloons the next morning.

Depressing right?

Photo A.M. Moscoso

But then my dog, Hamish jumped on one and then the other and started to pop them, one by one.

Photo A.M. Moscoso

I made him stop because I wanted to make sure he wasn’t getting a mouthful of balloon and he looked up at me with impatience and dare I say concern?

Photo A.M. Moscoso

My dog did not stop until each of those little brightly colored vicious monsters from inside of someone’s  head  that had been turned  loose on an expecting world that New Years Eve because they wanted to be rid of them were destroyed and when Hamish  was done we put them in the recycle bin where they would not spoil

anyone else’s walk on a bright beautiful morning

of a brand spanking New Year.

You’re Welcome Universe.

You owe my dog.

You owe him big.

amm

“Everyone thinks they have the best dog. And none of them are wrong.” — W.R. Purche

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