Some people claim they can talk to animals. I don’t make that claim. Oh, sure, I talk TO animals, I just don’t hear their answers. Unless, of course, I’m singing their song, “Here Kitty, Kitty. Time for dinner.” Then it’s only obvious they are saying: “Really? You expect us to eat THAT!”
Not that I haven’t tried to communicate, mind you. Once I wrote a book about animal communicators and the messages they have received from dogs, cats, zoo elephants, or whichever creature was “spouting” off at the time. I even took a workshop from one so I could learn how; but, try as I might, the animals simply were keeping their lips “seal”ed.
But I can’t let decades of failure stop me. Well, sometimes, I admit, I can. This subject, however, is too “deer” to my heart. So, if I can’t quite get the words right, the least I can do is make up a meaning!
If you’re pregnant and crave watermelon–eat it!
If you have something to crow about–crow!
Master the Dog Paddle while you are still young!
Try not to snort too loudly when you laugh!
If life is passing by too fast–slow down!
If you can’t slow down, at least look good getting there!
Choose your friends wisely!
By the time you’re 60, ugly ducklings are a thing of the past!
If you don’t like where something is headed–stop it!
Some things are best kept to yourself!
If you’ve got it–flaunt it!
I could talk to the animals all day. They never fail to amuse me. But I bet you have “tails” of your own. Tales that would amuse us all. If you do, and you care to share, feel free to leave your story in the comment section below. (Click on the word comment.) Besides, I’m curious what the animals are telling you. Perhaps your hearing is better than mine!
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Hi Gayle,
My cat Mazie talks to me in sign language. I was in the utility room recently where she has her sand box. She came in and looked at the box, put one paw in and scratched just a little and looked up at me meaningfully. Turns out there wasn’t much litter left and she couldn’t bear to get in that box one more time. Well, it was early a.m. and I obeyed her. Now she’s a happy cat. I don’t receive any serious political discussions from her though, ha! Watch for the deer blink their eyes at you in saying hello.
Hi Peggie,
What a good listener you are! When I don’t listen to that message, I end up cleaning the floor in front of the box. 🙂
Fantastic!…………..just as you are. lv S
Thanks Sharon! Those are mighty sweet words coming from a mighty sweet gal!
Love ur “meanings..laughed out loud!! Very cleverly done! S
Glad you “cackled.” 🙂 Hope your father is doing better!
Gayle