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The Anointed, Kinda

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It had been raining, and the water soon turned to ice.  I was a long way from my destination, and the trees and moonless night kept me from seeing anything in the way of a guidepost.  As I reached a crossroads, there on a hill above the forest I spied what looked like firelight through a window.  Maybe someone will give shelter to a hapless traveler, I thought, and made my way up an old stone pathway that apparently led to the building above.  It did, and when I stepped out of the trees I saw the place was a crumbling ruin of an old manor, but there was a fire seen through the one ground floor window that was intact.  I walked up some steps to a door and lifted the heavy, skull shaped knocker and hit the door with it three times.  Nothing.  I tried again, pulling my old coat around my shoulders and adjusting my tail to keep some of the rain off it.  Still no answer.  Well, shoot.  I pushed against the door in a gesture of futility and it...
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End Of Another Chapter

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I'm leaving this bird rescue center I live in by the beginning of February.   For most of my time here I have enjoyed the work, the responsibility, and the feeling of accomplishment when I do anything that helps a fellow creature.  But I am no longer needed, and have become redundant.  With an expert mechanic, carpenter, and painter here, all I do now is mow the yard and feed birds.  A new person will be in charge, and we are not compatible.  One factor is that I do not identify with birds the way all the others here do, I am strictly Order Mammalia as far as animal empathy goes.  Of course that does not mean living things, any living thing, does not matter but I don't get worked up with a sense of mission and purpose re. avians.  If it was up to me we would not take in seagulls, horrible creatures although beautiful.  All birds are the remnants of the dinosaurs and most of them have the disposition of the same.  I like Jerry the Goose, he's ...
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The Thirst Games

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 Oh, dear.  Billy and Randy have run dry, no way they will be most intoxicated drunks in the contest.  But...wait!  Paulie Panda has bough a Silver Parachute for the two enthusiastic although parched contestants.  Now we got a horse race!
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Happy New Year!

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  https://youtu.be/nFxjnUPRwx4 I needed to make a last minute run to the store, so I asked my rabbit Billy to greet our guests for the New Year's party.  What was I thinking?  What?
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The Devil Mend The Puncture

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E. B. Kemble. Judge Magazine . 1912 It’s no go your maidenheads, it’s no go your culture, All we want is a Dunlop tyre and the devil mend the puncture. From Bagpipe Music by Louis MacNeice. 1938. Ho Ho Ho.  
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Joyeux Noel

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  Jean Sole, Metal Hurlant.  December 1977. https://www.lambiek.net/artists/s/sole_jean.htm
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A True Christmas Story

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  Wednesday I had to go to the Walmart pharmacy to get my mom her meds.  As I was waiting behind a very old man who was wearing a cap that said Marines on it, I noticed all this greenish liquid all over the floor.  I was wearing my superboots so I touched a toe in this and it was still very wet.  The old man was having trouble, and suddenly he revealed this object the size of a soccer ball.  It was wet and slime encrusted, the same color as the stuff on the floor.  Although I have never seen one, I knew it was his colostomy bag.  That meant that he had been standing in line with that thing dripping, and did nothing about it.  One of the clerks was dabbing at him with a paper towel, while he was going on and on about how he had changed it right before he came up to the store.  I doubt he had and I decided he was senile.  God, how awful.  I felt bad for him, and I wondered when he was at the Chosin Resevoir whether he ...
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