The Tracker Returns

This is the sequel to The Tracker from Tales of the Wild Rose. There is gore and adult content. Parental guidance suggested.

Every wait person knows that there are good things and bad things about quiet nights behind the bar. The good is not much stress. The bad is not much tips. Tonight had been a quiet night. I’ll take it for what it was worth. The stress didn’t start till after closing.

Just as I finally got the last regular out the door, I see a guy limping up the sidewalk. As he passed under a streetlight I saw he was bare headed, his old military fatigues were torn and bloody. That’s when I recognized my old friend Mike that I had talked to earlier this evening. […]

The Tracker

This is a short story from my series, Tales of the Wild Rose. This particular selection has some gore and adult language. Parental guidance is suggested.

It’s always a surprise to run into an old friend after many years. Especially one you haven’t seen since high school. That moment of confused familiarity followed by surprised recognition can leave you unbalanced. Then when you find out the strange life they’ve lead in the intervening years, it can warp your reality.

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Scary Things For a Scary Month

A pumpkin Corral from the Dallas Arboretum

I used to like autumn but now its just the doorway to winter. However, there are still a lot of reasons to like October. Its the month when the travel shows specialize in haunted houses and the food shows do everything that can be done with pumpkins. I don’t cook or travel much so this is by far my best month for movies. The movie channels dig deep into their vaults and blow the spider webs off of the classic, scary, monster movies. And I’m not talking’ about Alvin and the Chipmunks Meet Frankenstein[…]

I’m a Cat, I Meant to Do That

The pills and big plastic stick for Griffin's medicine.

I haven’t been around to post lately because I had a slight accident. The vet suggested that I should write about the trauma. Since the word catharsis starts with cat, I agreed.

As far as my apes know I just showed up one Sunday morning with a weird looking eye and a lot of coughing. I know what I did and I’m not telling. After all I am a cat and I don’t make mistakes. I meant to do it. That’s my story and I’m sticking to it. […]