Kiwa Creek

Monday, September 8, 2014

We had company coming so I didn't get to see the finals for the singles games. M was the coach for our novice lady so she went in to finish tghe job. And what a finish!! Our gal, Thelma, won the novice Ladies Championship for The south Island.
Company for dinner and the night.
Here is the introduction and a bit of Chapter 1 of one of my more popular stories, It's A Dog's Life.
Will continue tomorrow.

FORWARD
This is my autobiography; actually it could be called my “autodoggraphy”.  I understand that when someone else writes about me it should simply be called a biography or in this case a “doggraphy” but since I am using an unwitting medium to do the actual writing, I am in the truest sense of the word a ghostwriter and therefore the pages that follow are an autodoggraphy.
This is the story of my life as seen and remembered by me, I trust that the reader will understand that my perspective while unblemished by any prejudice, conceit or bias is unique and only an individual such as I could first of all break from the common mold and secondly utilize an unsuspecting second party to convey the events that shall unfold.
Learn and enjoy!

Uncle Jerry


PUPPY TIME



CHAPTER 1



  O
f course my first few days after my birth were rather a blur, actually I couldn’t see anything for the first while but I could sense that I wasn’t alone and after my mother gave birth to me I realized that there were others ahead of me and my competitive spirit began it’s development.  It was difficult those first few days, I had been the last born, I was always hungry and I had a difficult time trying to find something to suck on; there always seemed to be another body in my way.  But blind as I was I quickly learned that if I bit hard enough on anything I could get in my mouth a feeding spot would become available.
  For some reason my eyes opened earlier than those of my brothers and sisters, I couldn’t actually count of course but I quickly realized that we were one feeding spot short.  I noticed that my siblings were all larger than me, no doubt they had been getting the good stuff for some time and I had been getting what was left.  I soon changed the priority for feeding and although I enjoyed a full stomach I never did catch up to the rest of them in size.
There was one rather nasty experience about this time; we were all taken out of our bed and out into a wide open area, each of us in turn were quickly relieved of most of our tail.  It didn’t actually hurt that much but I was last and had to watch the process ten times before it was my turn, I felt a little better when I was able to nip the hand that was holding me.

  Time passed, eventually a couple of my competitors were lifted out of the bed we lived in and never came back.  Communicating with my siblings and mother was very simple but I soon learned that I had an ability that did not seem to be shared with the others.  But more about that in a moment.  

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