Tales from the Bush in Quebec

The policewoman hunkered down in the chill of the autumn night, being as quiet as possible. She had heard noises near the third vehicle parked a short distance behind her and had her flashlight pointed there, waiting to power it on. She didn’t want to give away her position too early. Her older... Sign in to see full entry.

Because she has been staying here for the past month or so, Mommy had very little food at her own house. I prepared soup and sandwich fixings, put the makeup in the bag, picked up the youngest Rug rat from daycare, and made my way there to join her and the two oldest boys. They would have time for a... Sign in to see full entry.

My Halloween Rugrats - Nalou, Tao and Bali Nalou, the oldest rug rat, was the first one to call down to me this morning; it was 5:15 AM. Even if I had already been working for an hour, I still wasn’t willing to shatter my alone time. “Go back to sleep,” I answered him in a loud whisper. “It’s not 6... Sign in to see full entry.

Today my son is leaving for Alberta – he’ll be working out there with his nephew (my tenant grandson), so is gone for 28 days at a stretch. Happily, the relationship problems are mended, and his lady has definitely moved in here. Between us, we will see to the Rug Rats while Daddy is away.... Sign in to see full entry.

The beautiful Louka, with Weegie, her ardent admirer It was love at first sight. Ummm – I mean lust – it was LUST at first sight! And that is why Weegie was scratching and whining at the side of my bed at 2 AM in the morning. I thought he had to pee...or worse... so I crawled out of bed and stumbled... Sign in to see full entry.

This poem was written by a 16 year old boy from Fredericton, NB. I don't know him personally, he is a friend of my niece. Through her I read this poem. He gave me the permission to show it. I'm not a poet, but I love this one. What do you think? I'll be sending him the comments. As He Waits There by... Sign in to see full entry.

The three doggies, sharing a couch. Smooch is hurt. Last night we were out taking our daily run – Smooch, Grump, Louka and I when Dora, my grandson’s kitten, shows up at the bottom of the stairs. The 3 huge dogs made a beeline for her and she raced up the stairs to get away. The dogs collided while... Sign in to see full entry.

Mommy of the Rug Rats SO – the weekend is over, and my ever solicitous children did their best to keep me from being too morose. Instead of alone time, there was soon a houseful of caring people. It was all good; much action with the Rug Rats showing off for visitors, Smooch giving chase as they ran... Sign in to see full entry.

It will be a year, tonight at 2:05, and it’s hard to believe that it has been that long; it feels like yesterday. Once again I have the baby monitor on my night table. Even with my eyes closed, the humming sound reminds me of this time last October. Now instead of listening for Bird’s call from his... Sign in to see full entry.

I wasn’t really expecting anyone for Thanksgiving but had decided to do the traditional meal anyway. It had been the favorite holiday for both my mom and my brother, Bird; it just wouldn’t feel right to skip it. In the end, we were 9 people gathered around the table that night...and 3 doggies. My... Sign in to see full entry.