The Wooden House

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The wooden house sat in the corner of Billsboro and Fallbroader streets in the Kingdom of Euboiro, up in the hill behind some oak trees, surrounded by nosy gossip du jour deliver neighbors, bordered by trees and calm ambience, humid weather and raggedy terrain, characteristic of the tropical climate. The houses were built ceiling to ceiling, on top of standing wooden poll sticks in such razor-thin proximity the neighbors could hear each other’s sneeze. Like many homes built in the area, miss Madeleine’s was of the same design, resembling a tree-house or a hanging stool to escape the frequent rain and ranging mud. 

April Fools It Isn’t!

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I was searching for a good ole April Fool’s joke and for the love of me, I couldn’t find one. I scratched my brain hard, reaching deep down the barrel to no avail. Defeated, well temporarily, it went into a parable of early retirement, retiring my wings to a group of cynical naughty birds. It was then during the “arch of the triumph” rhapsody that it dawned on me that I have news to share. My dream has finally come true a few days ago. I got myself a puppy, a cute little muffin full of sponge. It is not my loverboy Chihuahua but it is a dog and I love him very much. Yes, mommy and poodle are doing just fine and hope to live happily ever after into the sunset of make believes. I hope you like her as much as I do as I look forward to scribble and share her many adventures here with you. Isn’t she adorable?!

Hey, would you layoff her please?! She is my friend Jenny’s dog, Mimi. Got it?!