What with yesterday being Halloween, and all . . . do you read horror? Stories of things that go bump in the night and keep you from sleeping? I must admit to being more or less a coward when it comes to horror stories, in books, movies, etc. I know intellectually that it's not real, but the minute I go to bed, or I'm home alone at night, my intellect seems to totally disappear. Some years back, when I was reading The Silence of the Lambs, I was fascinated, and had to keep reading. My "solution" to not being totally freaked out and scared was to hold the book as far away as I could when reading ... as if reading something at an arm's length away would save me!
(BTW, don't ever tell anyone that a Great White Shark is "about the size of the living room," and then expect them to be willing to be the first one to go into the living room ...)
Thanks!
A thank you to everyone who left such nice comments, or sent e-mails wishing us a happy anniversary. We had a nice, though quiet day, where much wine was consumed. Sadly, we consumed so much wine, we forgot to drink the champagne! But there are always other weekends, and The Tim's birthday is coming up, so it will not go to waste. So please do not worry.
Pre-Halloween Horror!
Well, for Tess at least. Doughboy was visiting this past Saturday, and he was hanging out with us, watching movies. He *loves* Tess, and is always trying to kiss her. She thinks he is one of the most appalling creatures ever to exist. Anyway, she had moved out of her kitty bed to walk across the couch to see what The Tim was eating. Doughboy apparently thought that it looked pretty darn cozy in that cat bed, so he would give it a try.
As you can see, he is enjoying himself immensely, I'm laughing, and Tess is giving him her very strongest Death Ray Glance. Needless to say, a half-Chow/half-Newfoundland dog is too big for a kitty bed ... This is the kind of thing that pretty much assures that Doughboy and I have both moved up a notch or two on Tess' list of Those Who Must Be Eliminated.
The really funny thing is, that for as much time as Doughboy has spent at our house, he's never before shown any interest in getting on the furniture. Of course, once he ruined the kitty bed by sitting in it, Tess would not use it for about 24 hours ...
7 comments:
It's funny how pets view their bed as untouchable. We started out taking Mr Puffy's bed with us to San Clemente - but he would get so upset to see us move it that we bought a second bed for San Clemente. Anything for a quiet life!
I'm a coward along with you. At least you tried Silence of the Lambs, I won't even attempt it.
You're a regular Berlin Wall there, aren't you?
The expressions on their faces are priceless. . .
LOL, "the most apalling creature that ever lived."! Hee hee, poor Tess! But Doughboy looks so cuddly and sweet.
I must admit to enjoying horror, but not of the gory type. I love reading ghost stories, Stephen King, and a good psychological thriller.
Silence of the Lambs still haunts me. I get nervous parking next to vans and try to avoid it when I can. LOL
I love the photo! We played musical "chairs" the other night too. As soon as the cat got out of his bed the dog jumped in. The next thing I knew, there was the cat again and then the dog . . . They are so fun to have around!
Doughboy is so cute! But then so is Tess shooting him the Death Ray Glare. Oh, the upstart dogs.
Horror freaks me out and leaves me wide awake at night muttering "it's not real, it's not real" so I try not to read much of it, but occasionally. NEVER Silence of the Lambs. NEVAH. [shivers].
I like the picture!
I read Silence of the Lambs long time back. Not in a hurry to re-read it.
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