johnjosmiller (johnjosmiller) wrote,
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The Halloween Chihuahua

 I'm so far behind that I'm commenting on Halloween, when it's almost Christmas, but that's okay because nothing much has happened in between those two days.

As I've said elsewhere, the Wild Card RPG has taken over my life, but that dominance is about to end.  I'm almost done with the manuscript, having passed the five hundred page mark.  You know, it seemed like a good idea at the time, but I'm not about to break down my payment into an hourly rate.  It'd be far too depressing.

Anyway, back to the Halloween Chihuahua.

Friends of ours who live in Bernalillo, which is a small town about twenty miles north of Albuquerque, Patricia Rogers and Scott Denney, throw a Halloween party every other year.  They do it every other year because it takes them about two years to plan, execute, and then recover from each party.  This year they had an Egyptian theme, and it was really great.  They got museum quality hieroglyphic stencils from somewhere, and decorated the walls of their living room as if it were a chamber tomb (on rolls of paper, not the walls themselves).  They carved dozens of pumpkins with Egyptian, as well as traditional Halloween motifs.  They put all kinds of banners around the the outside of the house, as well as a couple of vignettes, like a throne, an excavation complete with mummy and lab table, etc.  Very elaborate and very well done.

Their house, I should add, is an old adobe hacienda on a county highway, more than a hundred yards off the road, with only one other dwelling nearby, a small house that used to be the bunkhouse for the cowboys who worked on the ranch.  They had the door to the living room open because it was a warm night, and the room was crowded.  About 11:30 a small dog walked in the room, looked around, and disappeared under the sofa.  After about thirty seconds, she suddenly reappeared, jumped up on my lap (there were at least thirty people in the room), and stayed there the rest of the night.

Long story short, yes, we now have our very own Halloween Chihuahua.  Skippyjon (named after the cat in a series of children's books who pretends to be a Chihuahua) weighs seven pounds, about half ouf of smallest cat and a twelfth our largest dog.  We did what we could to find her owner, including putting an ad in the paper, etc, but came up empty.  Our best guess is that she witnessed a murder and went into the witness protection program of her own, or, more sadly prosaic, was probably dumped by Pat and Scott's house by people who no longer wanted her.  (It's happened before; that's how they got their dog.)

Skippyjon, or, more familiarly, Skipito, moved in just like she'd always lived her.  The cats were kind of nonplussed, the big dogs, I think, figure she's a cat.  She sleeps under the covers and wears a sweater for walks.  She has pj's, but takes them off because she doesn't like to wear them.  She likes to ride in the car and, though (thank god) is not a yappy little dog, she is a good watchdog, though her bark is kind of shrill.  She's another mouth to feed, but thankfully a small mouth.  She's about a year old.

This is it, though.  No more animals.  I swear.

I was going to post a photo of me and the Halloween Chihuahua, but Gail seems to have put them someplace, and it'll have to wait until she comes home from work.  In any case, I just wanted to take this opportunity, before Christmas, to wish everyone a happy holiday season and offer my hopes for a great year.  To thank everyone who's read and commented on ths journal.  To promise (again) to be a little better about communicating here.  I enjoy touching base here with everyone.  I know I say that I can't find the time, but, really, it doesn't take very much time.  I think that, like having a Chihuahua, it's just something that I have to get used to.

Happy Holidays to everyone!

My Best Wishes,

John Jos. Miller
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