A fun blog of 'soft' philosophy about the life and times of a Westiepoo called Chester. Written as a prelude to a more serious novel raising the question: Who is the most bankrupt: the banker who won't whistle-blow or the chef who loses her livelihood?
There seems nothing riskier in life sometimes than speaking your truth and revealing who you truly are. It’s an extremely hard path to follow. Especially when if, like me, you feel entombed inside your circumstances. Over the last few days, weeks, even months I’ve found solace in stories and storytelling. I’m even a third or more through writing my first novel, whether it will get published who knows?
Now I’d readily admit that I am not the best linguist in the world. In fact, an old school teacher once commented on an English essay of mine as ‘verbal diarrhea.’ But when I look back at my path so far and look forward to the journey ahead, storytelling seems to connect and resonate in a way that it never has before. And so, to help me create some content and improve my communication skills, I want to share with you a tale or two from the perspective of our dog, Chester:
You see I am a ridiculously cute teddy bear looking dog that still pulls the ladies’ heads sideways when they drive past me. Each day I look out forlornly from my cushion near the patio doors and pretend to scare off my neighbour’s grey cat and various bird life. And my owners adore me, except when I’m noisy right in front of the telly!
Today is a typical day in my life. It began at some time at stupid past midnight. Master R had fallen asleep on the sofa with the TV and lights on and yours truly had to come and turn everything off so I could sleep uninterrupted from the sound of noise or the glare of light. Then my masters decided they should annoy me further by rising early to take Mrs. B to the railway station. I had to think to myself, ‘Why?’ They always disturb me early on Saturdays. Argh! And now I have to catch up with my sleep schedule during the day. Oh well, it’s a dog’s life … and someone has to do it.
Every dog has a story to tell and, from today onwards, I’ll try and keep you posted when I can …
PS Yours truly, Mr. A, would value your input into his literary style, use of words, vocabulary, grammar, etc.. He says constructive comments are helpful to a more positive narrative: whatever that means!?!
PPS He’ll try not to use his smart Grammarly software tool, so you get the bare bones of my story!!!