Time For A Change

“Good morning, Squeaks!” said Momanita. “Should we have Cheerios to start our day?” Momanita shook the cereal box. The oat circles rattled me awake.  “Cheerios, right after a belly rub. I itch.” To other hootmans this sounded like squeals and whistles, but not to Momanita. She MOSTLY understood cockatiel speak. I MOSTLY understood hootman talk.Continue reading “Time For A Change”

Moving The Usual Around!

“Squeaks, I read about creativity and I found a way to move our writing into high gear,” Momanita explained. “Let me take a wild guess,” I said. “You Googled again.” To other hootmans this sounded like squeals and whistles, but not to Momanita. She MOSTLY understood cockatiel speak. I MOSTLY understood hootman talk. “It’s easy.Continue reading “Moving The Usual Around!”