Friday 14 December 2012

ShaDock - Dog with a head like a rock!

So .... today I discovered what happens when your hand collides at high speed with a hound’s head. NOT my hound’s head you understand .... but ANOTHER hound’s head
 .... and NO, NOT the one that gave Carol her BLACK EYE!!

ShaDock!

Shadow NEEDS a name-change! A shadow has no substance, no solidity ..... it’s a mirrored image, a reflection, a phantom, a ghost. Shadow is NONE of these. When his head hits you, it HURTS!! His new name is ShaDock ... dog with a head like a rock .... I think it suits him.


He didn’t seem to feel a thing. I was doubled over in pain trying SO hard not to scream or throw-up. The pain was unbelievable. His jaw hit the back of my hand as I swung forward with the rugby ball to throw it. Both of us going at speed in opposite directions .... a head-on hand collision
 .... and he DOESN’T even have a head-ache!!

Me .... I have a bruised and battered hand like I’ve NEVER felt before. 

The trusty doc at A+E has x-rayed it and strapped it up .... no broken bones, just a chipped bone and extensive tissue damage. I have MEAN looking antibiotics to take and painkillers - think I might need me a few of those! 

“Keep it up and rest it” he said .... HA ..... you can tell he’s NEVER met me before.
I don’t DO rest and medicine very well.
Monty, a Coonhound we met this morning ... he looks like a cross between a Doberman and a Dachshund!
Since when has rambling been decreed a DANGEROUS sport!!


There are upsides of course to having a damaged hand, particularly when it’s your right one and you’re right-handed. I couldn’t wash the hound down when we got home .... or dry her .... so someone else had to do that. The oldest lemming, foolishly feeling sorry for his dear old mom, even made her lunch “cause I can’t take my meds on an empty stomach”!

Going to MILK this for all it’s worth!!

On a slightly different tack, I’ve never before taken cognisance of how intricately linked the art of writing and of taking photographs is. I’ve just read an interesting article on an American author called Joan Didion who compared sentence creation with taking a photograph.
They both want the Chiefs ball!
“To shift the structure of a sentence alters the meaning of that sentence, as definitely and inflexibly as the position of a camera alters the meaning of the object photographed.”
Sam's trying to work out how he can carry BOTH balls! He'd better ask Ebony, she's a master at it!
A sleepy fur-ball!

She talks about how the arrangement of the words matters and how the arrangement you want can be found in the picture in your mind.  This picture dictates if it will be a sentence with or without clauses, a long or short sentence, active or passive. That arrangement of words creates an image for the reader of what the writer had in his/her mind. It CREATES a photograph for them.


Snuggled up against her teddy

Wow. I love the analogy.

I found a most appropriate definition for coffee too!!
Coffee - [n] : A magical substance that turns “Leave me alone or die” into Good morning World!” 
..... AWESOME!!

Haha .... SO cute!

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

Don't worry cripple, you go ahead and milk it. Least I can do for you in your old age.