Madi and Mom

Madi and Mom
Happy Spring from North Carolina

Saturday, November 2, 2013

SATURDAY PHOTO HUNT

PLEASE CLICK HERE TO FIND THE LIST OF 
SATURDAY PHOTO HUNT WORDS
TODAY'S WORD IS

M U S I C A L

of music; pleasant-sounding; sensitive to or skilled in music


A little bird taught me all I need to know to be
MUSICAL

We are skilled in music WE make very
pleasant sounds.

Friday, November 1, 2013

OH WHAT

 FUN WE HAD HOSTING
THE GHOSTLY STORIES
WE THANK EVERYONE FOR 
YOUR STORIES AND FOR LEAVING
A COMMENT TELLING US YOUR FAVORITE STORY


I sat right here while Mom
read all the stories
 I must admit to being just a tiny
bit of a 'fraidy cat...I tucked my
tail and ran when Mom was finished.

MOM AND DAD WILL BE TALLYING 
UP THE VOTES OVER THE WEEKEND
WE WILL ANNOUNCE THE 
WINNERS FOR
WEDNESDAY AND THURSDAY
ON MONDAY
NOVEMBER 4TH


Thursday, October 31, 2013

HOWL-O-WEEN: GHOSTLY STORIES PART II

We welcome all you ghouls and gobblins to 

Part 2 of
GHOSTLY STORIES!!!
We thank everyone for scaring the living daylights
out of us with your ghostly stories

Warning before reading:

1. Go Potty 
2. Don't hold anything hot
3. Make sure your home is secure





Well I am going to tell you a ghost story that happened to my Lee.
Music Hall in Cincinnati has been described as experiencing strange events of the Paranormal in the facility.  Indeed, there are Music Hall ghosts. Erich Kunzel, late conductor for the Cincinnati Pops said,  "Sometimes when I was arranging, getting things together, I've worked here all night long. So I've met these people. They're not in the offices, but when you go out into the house they're there, they're upstairs. So I've met these people. The site was a pauper's cemetery during a cholera outbreak. Ohio's first insane asylum was on this site.  Excavations in and around Music Hall has yielded human bones.
My Lee went to a Peter Paul and Mary concerts years ago.  Lee was listening to the concert when she was tapped hard on the shoulder.  Lee turned around to see no one.  During intermission Peter Yarrow, in his purple shirt, came up to where Lee was seated and asked her what she felt and what she saw!
No Lee was not using any of Puff, The Magic Dragon stuff.  Music Hall has been featured on my haunted shows.
Sweet William The Scot AND Lee



The Tale of the Horrific Hound ...


One night Ashley was walking home down a country path, it was quiet and only the sound of Ashley's shoes could be heard.
In the distance she saw a dog and wondered why it was alone, she loved all animals so went to see the name on his collar to take him home, but as she came closer the dog disappeared.
The following night she saw the dog again, in the same place at the same time, she went to see him again but as soon as she got there the dog was gone.
The night after that Ashley was walking home down the country path when she heard footsteps and a man came up behind her with a knife, she saw the dog in the distance and it ran towards her, his teeth gnashing at her attacker, the man was terrified at the horrific hound and he ran away, leaving Ashley in shock, the dog snuggled up to her and licked her face, he had saved her, another man had seen the attack and ran over to help her. "Are you ok?" he asked. "Yes, I'm fine, the dog saved me" she said "What dog?" asked the man "The dog over there!" she pointed in the distance "There is no dog there, but there was a dog who used to live near here, he saved his owner from a vicious attack but died helping him" he said. Ashley smiled, she was thankful that the ghost dog had saved her life.
Hope you like my story, love Frank xxxx



8.  The NOISY NIGHT
                     by Frankie and Ernie   
 It was a DARK and SCARY night.    We had JUST gotten to sleep when we heard   a HORRIBLE SCREECH.     Our HACKLES WENT RIGHT UP...       Ernie Dribbled a little in the bed.   And I (Frankie Furter) GROWLED...  
     THEN we heard it AGAIN and we Both HOWLED..     
  After the SCREECH there were MOANS and GROANS and SOMETHINGY went SPLAT right on the Floor near the bed.   We were TERRIFIED...
    We were just about ready to call fur DAD butt .....
THEN WE HEARD...
   "Darn you ERNIE!!   QUIT bringing your COLD Slimy WET STUFFIES to bed!   I just rolled over on one and it is ICKY!      YUCK !!!"


     WHEW... it was just MOM making all those noises.   Glad it wasn't a MONSTER.    OR maybe it was a MOMster.

THE END.
It was a dark and stormy night.

Okay, so it wasn't stormy. And because of the full moon it wan't really that dark. We just like that line.

We were sitting in our favorite window watching for our friends the raccoons and possums. They come by almost every night and we like to watch them. But tonight the yard is still. No raccoons. No possums. In fact it was way too quiet.

Then suddenly we saw something move near the big chestnut tree. It was just a glimpse and we weren't sure if we really saw it so we kept watching. There it was again, a flash of white. After a while we saw it again, but this time it stayed longer before vanishing again. By now we were really curious as to what it could be.

When it finally showed itself again we saw it was a cat, a big white cat. That in itself is not strange but when this cat turned it's head in our direction we saw it had glowing red eyes. And it had seen us.

It started walking in the direction of our window. We couldn't decide if we should stay and see what it wanted or run and hide. Of course being cats our curiosity got the best of us and we stayed. When the big white cat was almost to our window something really strange happened. The cat began to float. It slowly floated right up to our window. It was a really big cat, bigger than any of us.

"Hello, little cats", it said. When it spoke it's red eyes got brighter. "Don't be afraid" it said. "Why don't you come outside and play with me?" We told the cat we weren't allowed outside because our Mama said it was dangerous for us. The big cat laughed and his eyes got even redder. "There is nothing to be afraid of out here." Then he smiled and we saw how big his teeth were and his fangs were huge. We were really getting scared.

"Just open the window and jump out, I want to play with you." he said. Georgia stepped forward and said "NO, we are not coming outside with you. We are too smart to fall for your tricks."

Then the cat growled at us, it was the most scary sound we have ever heard. He twirled around and around like a spinning top,  and then........he vanished in a puff of smoke.

We don't look out that window any more when there is a full moon. 


PSYCHO....take... 13
eye had been waked up frum a sound sleepz by a clap oh thunder that rumbled durin de wee mornin hourz. still dark out oh doorz...eye could see veree little.....but eye sensed a prezentz with me in de same room. Frank lee it made me furz stand on end.... yet eye couldna hizz, growl, mewve ore caterwaul.  Me heart wuz beetin sew loud... eye new me own heart wuz gonna give me a way.....N sudden lee de monsturr cackeled my name....TUNA....

eye could smell de rotten breath frum kleer cross de room N it be werst than 10 weekz old halibuttz. Me just NEW it had ta bee de devil hiz self. A sudden boltz oh lightnin streeked cross de sky; N mor thunder shook de pick surez on de walls.... now eye am freekin out coz de lightnin flashed just enuff for me ta catch a glimpse oh it

itz hairz bee standin on end and goin everee which way like branches ona deaded tree. it shuffled cross de floor makin a draggin sound N eye dinna noe if it bee on feetz, clawz, ore cloven hoovezs.  Findin sum strength ta get up N flee... eye dezprit lee sirched for a place ta hide....N in me terrroz eye ran inta de bathroomz



trapped like marion crane, de monsturr came clozer N clozer N clozer N another bolt
oh lightnin lit up de sky; then eye saw de creechure within inches oh me.....it bee me mom....butt azz nekked.....gettin reddy ta take a shower...N then eye pazzed out


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Madi and Mom's Story is not in the judging....we just wanted to tell it
 Maco Light  Madi and Mom true story from the NC Coast.  First Mom pasted the background story...it will be followed by her real life experience in red.



he Maco Light is one of North Carolina's great ghost stories. For over a century, mysterious lights were observed and even photographed bobbing up and down along the railroad tracks near Maco Station, a few miles west of Wilmington. When anyone approached the lights, they would disappear. It's even said that Grover Cleveland saw the lights while on whistle stop tour in 1889.The legend of the Maco Light dates back to a tragic night in 1867. A train was rolling along the tracks and the signalman, Joe Baldwin, was sleeping in the caboose. Joe was shocked awake by a violent jerk, and he immediately knew that the caboose had become detached from the rest of the train. Joe also knew that his wasn't the only train scheduled for those tracks that night.
Grabbing his lantern, Joe Baldwin stood on the back of the caboose as the sound of an oncoming passenger train rumbled closer. Joe frantically waved his warning light, but it was too late. The engineer of the oncoming train had too little time to stop the tons of speeding steel. The locomotive slammed into Joe's caboose, and brave Joe Baldwin was decapitated in the crash.
Joe's head was thrown by the force of the accident into the murky swamps that surrounded the tracks. It was never found. His headless body was buried a week later. Ever since that night, lights have been seen moving up and down the track around Maco. Sometimes it's only one light, sometimes it's two. People says that it's the ghost of Joe Baldwin, still searching for his missing head.

Mom here:  When I was 11 we had a family reunion at my paternal Grandmother's home at Wrightsville Beach, NC.  During the reunion the adults started talking about the Legend of the Maco Light.    My cousins and I begged and pleaded with our Dad's to take us to the train tracks at Maco Station which was no longer an active train track.   The station was very dark except for the moon.  Of course 4 children begging trumped 3 adult men...so off we we went.  My 6 year old cousin and I were walking in the front with my Dad . The other two (4 and 3) were being carried by their Dads.  We had walked past the area the swamp embankment and where Joe Baldwin was said to appear with his lantern.  We walked on a little further but saw nothing.  Lo and behold as we turned around to head back to the car....there it was...a light swinging to and fro and a dark figure.  I thought it was a prank the Dad's had arranged until my Daddy reached down to grab our hands. I could feel the tight grip Daddy had on my hand and there was a tone to his voice as told us to stand very close. The figure and the light kept moving toward us.  As it advanced, the light became so bright you could see the colors of our shorts, shoes and socks....the closer it got to us you  the colors became brighter and you could see the shape of a lantern and a figure...We were literally frozen there. I, for one was afraid to breath.  Then all of a sudden just as the light and figure reached the trestle/swamp area it seem to fall or drop out of sight.  The light and figure were both gone but  3 grown men and 4 children had to some how muster the courage to walk back down the track over the trestle where the figure disappeared to get to the car.  My Daddy (who was 6'3") picked up me and my cousin. On the count of 3 the Dads took off running toward the car.  When we reached the car, all 7 got in nearly at one time never looking back, peeling out of the Maco station lot.  Not a word was uttered in the car.  My Daddy, my uncles and I were probably the only ones who truly realized we might have just seen a......
G H O S T!!
Over the years my Daddy and I talked about the experience; however, to this day I cannot explain what I saw but I know what I saw.  Many scientist went down there in the early 1970's looking for a scientific answer but never came up with one.


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GOOSE AND MADI

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Wednesday, October 30, 2013

HOWL-O-WEEN: GHOSTLY STORIES PART I

We welcome all you ghouls and
gobblins to Part 1 of
GHOSTLY STORIES!!!
We thank everyone for scaring the living daylights out of us with your ghostly stories
Warning before reading:
1. Go Potty 
2. Don't hold anything hot
3. Make sure your home is secure


1. EASY RIDER
A TRUE! Howl-o-ween Story
It was  a dark and scary night, such one where the moon is howling and the wind shines.
I felt something inside me what needs to come out and I decided to visit my back yard.
Mom opened the door and I searched for a silent place.
Suddenly  we heard weird noises!  Someone wheezed and groaned and huffed and puffed ! 



Uhhhfff! and Chrrrr! and Uhmmmpf!
WTH is that? Puff, the magic dragon with whooping cough? The pygmy puff of the Harry Potter book? Or just a Supercalifragilisticexpialidocious thingy?
Mom screamed immediately and called my dad. He came with a flashlight and together we searched for the reason of this scary noises. Our knees began to buckle while we tiptoed  through a pitch black  back yard without seeing the paws in front of our faces. The Uhmmmmpfff! and theUggggh! became louder and guess what we saw?




In a dark edge of my back yard we discovered two hedgehogs. One was on the back of the other one!
Maybe that was a special kind of acupuncture? Or they are Fakirs, who rehearsed a new trick ?
I was totally clueless...
Mom said that one of the hedgehogs was probably hurt and his comrade carries him to the dogtor. I felt sorry for the hurted hedgehog who needs a breakdown service and fetched my first aid kit immediately.
Butt mom said, they need no first aid measures, they only need a nesting box soon. WHAT? HUH?

Honestly friends,  I have some doubts about mom's explanation... I bet one of this spiky thingies ran out of gas and the other one had to push  him! 
Anybody out there with a spare can?
 Happy Howl-o-ween!
My Ghost story...
The house in the photo belonged to my Dad’s Sister, she and her family lived in the house marked A and behind
that house, the roof marked B is where I lived with my parents and brother.

I spent most of my time in the big house, since the little house was a converted chicken coop. we moved in there in 1948 and lived there until 1953.  Inside the front door just to the right, were steep stairs. At night when we slept, we would hear footsteps run quickly up to the door, stop and run back down. We never heard the footsteps when we were in the living room, but in the back room downstairs sometimes we hear those footsteps. My cousin still lives in that house and she says the steps are gone now. We would huddle under the quilt and listen to the steps and once I jerked open the door. Nothing. Just footsteps.


Sweet F A!

On 24 August 1867, at about 1.30 pm, Fannys' mother, Harriet Adams, let the eight year old Fanny, her friend Minnie and Fannys' sister Lizzie go up Tanhouse Lane towards Flood Meadow. In the lane they met Frederick Baker, a 29 year-old solicitors' clerk. Baker offered Minnie and Lizzie three halfpence to go and spend and offered Fanny a halfpence to accompany him towards Shalden a couple of miles north of Alton. She took the coin but refused to go. He carried her into a hops field, out of sight of the other girls.

At about 5 pm, Minnie and Lizzie returned home. Their neighbour, Mrs. Gardiner, asked them where Fanny was, and they told her what had happened. At about 7 pm, Fanny was still missing, and neighbours went searching. They found Fannys' body in the hop field, horribly butchered. Her head and legs had been severed and her eyes removed. Her eyes had been thrown into the nearby river. Her torso had been emptied and her organs scattered. It took several days for all her remains to be found. Her remains were taken to and put back together in a nearby doctor's surgery at 16 Amery Street.

In 1869 new rations of tinned mutton were introduced for British seamen. They were unimpressed by it, and decided it must be the butchered remains of Fanny Adams. The way her body had been strewn over a wide area presumably encouraged speculation that parts of her had been found at the Royal Navy victualling yard in Deptford which was a large facility. Fanny Adams became slang for mutton or stew and then for anything worthless from which comes the current use of sweet Fanny Adams or just sweet F.A.tomean nothing at all.

So next time you open a can of food be grateful it is not sweet F A.



4. The Seagull……by Oceana


Once inside a crabitat dreary, while I wandered scared and leary
Over many a glamorous empty shell and sandy floor;
All at once there came a banging as if something loudly clanging,
Clanking at my cocohut door
‘Tis the wind and nothing more.’

Open now I threw the shutter and in the bird came with a flutter
As I then began to shudder, wondered at a sight not seen before;
To what would cause this stark intrusion and upon me cause confusion
Worry what this gull’d emplore, why he's here inside my door;
Quoth the Seagull ‘Nevermore’.

Then to me he told his tale, upon the surf he saw arose a tail
And a fin that could only mean a whale;
Teeth to kill with blood and gore, the creature flashed a vile smile
Quoth the Seagull ‘Nevermore’.

It thrashed and caused the sea to foam, and frightened animals all did moan
And scurry and swim and fly ashore, lest they perish and live no more;
By this the gull did scare by telling, all the while my fear is welling
The whale in my mind I see, and from its horror I would flee;
Should it here in my crabitat would be

Quoth the Seagull ‘Nevermore’.
Furthered by the bird’s strange telling, soon it occurred to me a clearing
Of the gull and his real meaning, as all is not quite what it’s seeming;
This odd gull’s whale is not all flesh, but rather is a see-through mesh
Made of fog and mist and spirit, nothing more of this is to it;
A ghost whale is the real subject of this sly lore,
Only this and nothing more.

Thankfully he left no dropping as he flew from my hut topping
Still I feel the fear he caused, and before the surf I always paused;
Looking for the ghost whale form and the fearsome smile that it wore
Quoth the Seagull ‘Nevermore’.



5.  The Night of the Stinky Dread
           
by Gizmo, Terrier Torrent


It’s me, Gizmo, and I’m gonna tell you all about the bravest thing I ever did … and I paw-swear that every bit of it is true…
One day, not all that long ago, since I’m not all that old, Momz and me decided to go camping…Now I’d never been camping before, but Momz was sure I’d like it so I said OK…We looked at the map to find a place where we could camp and hunt geocaches (of course) and decided we would go to Myakka River State Park, only a couple  hours from home.
The trip started well…we borrowed camping stuff from a friend, drove to the park and set up camp by noon. Momz and I hiked out that afternoon and hunted some caches…all was going well till my super nose detected something…Now Momz will tell you it was a really bad smell, but dawgs, let me tell you this was the most delicious, fascinating sniff  I’d ever sniffed…imagine horse poo and cow poo and elephant poo all rolled together into one fabulous  stinky nirvana of scent…No dawg could resist it and I took off to find it…I had to roll in this smell whatever it was… I just had to…
I ran and ran and ran as fast as I could towards the mysterious smell…Momz did her best to stay with me, but you know moms…they can’t keep up…All of a sudden Momz yelled out the most blood-curdling scream…she’d seen something that scared her a lot…Her scream was so loud I stopped running and turned to look…Momz was pointing at something moving across the field…Oh My Dog would you look at that…what in Fido’s name could it be?

I sniffed the air and sure enough the fabulous smell was coming from whatever that was…Well now I was determined to track it down…Momz was not happy about this but for once I took the lead and started running after the big brown stinky thing…I ran and ran and ran all the way to the Myakka River and don’t you know…the thing went right on into the river…Well you all know I’m not a swimmer so now I was stuck…do I abandon the chase and let the stinkiest odor ever just disappear or do I swallow my pride and dive in after it? Well this was where Momz put her hiking boot down…The Myakka River is full of gators and she was not having me turned into gator bites so she insisted I stay where I was…Wistfully I watched from the shore as my stinky dream waded away from me…


Momz and I watched till it disappeared, then we followed our GPS back to the campground…
I did the sensible thing after all that running and curled  up in the tent for a nap…Momz built a fire and fixed us both some dinner, then we sat around together watching the fire and talking about what we had seen…Not even Momz knew what it was, and since we were the only ones in the campground that night there was no one we could ask…After a while the fire burned low and Momz and I curled up together in our tent for the night…
And then it happened…I smelled that wonderful, fabulous, amazing smell again…and it was close…very very close…I leaped up, waking Momz, and barked and barked till she opened the tent…She thought I just had to leave some peemail, but once we got outside  she smelled it too…She tried to get me to come in, but this time I put my paw down…I just had to find my smell…Momz grabbed her camera, just in case, and waited while I poked and explored the palmettos around our tent…And then it happened…there, right in front of me was my smell…and it was attached to the biggest, strangest furry thing I’ve ever seen…well let me tell you all my furs were standing straight up…I didn’t know what to do…I wanted so much to just roll in that stinky fur but I didn’t know if the big thing wanted to eat me or what, so I just froze…I stood there, not even barking, just watching…Momz was as scared as me, but she did get a picture…

Is that the scariest thing you’ve ever seen? It sure was for me…Now I bet you’re wondering what happened next…
Momz was no help at all…it was up to me, Gizmo, to get us out of this fix…You all know I’m a pretty friendly guy so I put on my very best smile and gave the big guy a few very gentle paw pats on the foot to let him know I wanted to be furriends…and then I waited…
The big thing looked down at me and showed me the biggest scariest teeth ever…But he didn’t move to eat me…He was smiling back!  I woofed at him in my indoor voice “Hi, My name is Gizmo” and guess what? He woofed back…well, not a real woof, but I could understand him anyway…He told me his name was Sherman but most folks called him “Skunky”…I kind of snickered quietly cause I knew why…
Well me & Skunky woofed for a while and when I told him how fabulous he smelled he let me nuzzle in the fur on his feet…I rubbed and rolled and luxuriated in that gorgeous funkiness…And what was Momz doing? She was just standing there looking somewhere between terrified and amazed…She knew I made furriends everywhere but she never realized that I could talk with everyfur…
We talked all night and just before dawn Skunky said he had to go…Before he left he let Momz take a picture of the two of us and he even pawtographed it for me…
We framed that picture and now it’s hanging by Momz desk as a reminder of how brave I am, and how I saved us on The Night of the Stinky  Dread…

Never fear at the stroke of midnight tonight
Ghostly Stories Part II will air!!!
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REMINDER!!!
WRITE THE NUMBER OF YOUR FAVORITE STORY IN THE COMMENTS.  THERE WILL BE A WINNER
ON WEDNESDAY AND THURSDAY
PRIZES FURNISHED BY
GOOSE AND MADI

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Tuesday, October 29, 2013

TICKLE ME TUESDAY

FUNNY FELINES CRACK ME UP!!!


BREAKING NEWS!!!!!
LAUGH TODAY BECAUSE
Tomorrow, October 30th is 
Part I of our Ghostly Stories...
AND WE ARE QUITE SURE YOU'LL
ALL BE SHAKING IN YOUR BOOTIES!!!

PART I will air at 12:00am 10/30/13

The stories are sooooooooooo scary.
We hope you will all return tomorrow
BECAUSE WE NEED YOUR HELP.
AFTER YOU READ THE STORIES
WE NEED YOU WRITE THE NUMBER OF YOUR FAVORITE STORY IN THE COMMENTS.  THERE WILL BE A WINNER
ON WEDNESDAY AND THURSDAY
PRIZES FURNISHED BY
GOOSE AND MADI
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FYI: The inspection at my gpeeps
took 4 hours.  Mom came home with a 
fried brain.  Thank goodness she had 
this post already prepared.
MOL

Monday, October 28, 2013

Meandering Monday with Madi


Two weeks ago we gave our Nordic Track away
(our knees are too old for it)
Madi just noticed it was missing
on October 24th
Do you see her tail?
 She gave the area a walkabout
and decided all was good
and meandered out without meow to be heard.

FYI:  MOM HAS TO BE AT MY GRANDPEEPS
HOUSE FOR AN INSPECTION  BEGINNING AT 11 AM
WE HAVE BEEN TOLD IT CAN TAKE FROM 2 TO 3 HOURS
SO WE WILL CATCH UP WITH YOU ALL TUESDAY
WE HAVE A SPECIAL ANNOUNCEMENT 
ON TUESDAY!!!

Sunday, October 27, 2013

EASY LIKE SUNDAY



Madi enjoying a sunpuddle in the "Dad's train room"

Madi spies Mom and the flashy beast
I thought I was safe Mom rarely comes in here!!!