Teddy the Imposter
A beloved pet goes missing-A Shih Tzu Shi*Show29 total reviews
Comment from Gone but not forgotten
Fun story and told sans the poignant (read: cloying) feelings we normally find in a lost dog story. Good work. Thanks, by the way, for becoming my fan...I just noticed. The image of your child and the dog is priceless. Both are amazingly beautiful creatures. Thanks for telling the tale of Teddy the little doggie who gave much pleasure to those around him, but still took off at the first opportunity! Best.
reply by the author on 02-Jun-2016
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Fun story and told sans the poignant (read: cloying) feelings we normally find in a lost dog story. Good work. Thanks, by the way, for becoming my fan...I just noticed. The image of your child and the dog is priceless. Both are amazingly beautiful creatures. Thanks for telling the tale of Teddy the little doggie who gave much pleasure to those around him, but still took off at the first opportunity! Best.
Comment Written 01-Jun-2016
reply by the author on 02-Jun-2016
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Thank you, wordcraft3198, for the great read, review and rating. I very much appreciate your interest, and your kind words of support. Have a wonderful Thursday!
Comment from Gloria ....
What?! I think Kitty is a perfect name for a cat. Love your sense of humour, Mary.
Oh my land that under the table claw ankle grab maneuver has got to be the worst.
So the lobsters were going to be supper, LOL, I absolutely love your matter-of-fact presentation of the boiling water spiked with some wine to ease the pain. Haha, of course she was Irish. That all makes sense now.
Awwww, so sad that Teddy was kicked in the head. Some people are just soooo mean.
You are a most engaging story teller, Mary. From start to finish you evoke a range of emotions, and sights, sounds and laughs. We are right there with you step by step. :))
Exceptional!
Gloria
reply by the author on 01-Jun-2016
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What?! I think Kitty is a perfect name for a cat. Love your sense of humour, Mary.
Oh my land that under the table claw ankle grab maneuver has got to be the worst.
So the lobsters were going to be supper, LOL, I absolutely love your matter-of-fact presentation of the boiling water spiked with some wine to ease the pain. Haha, of course she was Irish. That all makes sense now.
Awwww, so sad that Teddy was kicked in the head. Some people are just soooo mean.
You are a most engaging story teller, Mary. From start to finish you evoke a range of emotions, and sights, sounds and laughs. We are right there with you step by step. :))
Exceptional!
Gloria
Comment Written 01-Jun-2016
reply by the author on 01-Jun-2016
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Thank you, Gloria, for your wonderful review. I very much appreciate your continued interest in my work, and supportive comments specific to Teddy's story.
Comment from Dean Kuch
Hello, Mary.
I am reading this at the request of Ideasaregems-Dawn (Dawn Munro) because she recommended it. For one thing, I'm a dog lover and have three small breed, canine companions myself. For another, I always love a good story.
Aunt Mimi was nearing her 80's at the time of the gifting and lived by herself in a three story Victorian home in a Boston suburb called Watertown. Our aunt had never married or had children, sacrificing both for a successful career. ... I believe a great many of us have members of our own families much like your Aunt Mimi, Mary. Mine was our Aunt Edna -- the"Cheek Pincher" -- Riley ...
"...the reality of my elderly aunt caring for a fluffy, cantankerous little shit nipping at her varicose veined ankles seemed as much fun as a colorblind person playing Twister." ... Excellent analogy here, Mary. Heh-heh ...
The year was circa 1989; pre-911 security era and a time when curbside parking at the airport wasn't considered a felony.
... A-h-h-hhhhh, ye-s-s-sssss...those were the days, 'ey? ...
I envision myself clad in a red cape (the color of my friends after the boil) with bold lettering across my chest "LOBSTER ROBSTER" as I make our getaway in a VW bug decorated like a giant clam and outfitted with a salt water tank. ... Wasn't this an episode of Nickelodeon's Spongbob Squarepants, Mary? I could've sworn I'd...oh well... never mind ...
Bob would soon learn dogs on death row are desperate and will answer to shit-head when necessary. ... Hey! I once owned a Bull Terrier that looked dead-on like Spuds McKenzie named Shithead, Mary! Damned if that dog didn't love Budweiser beer, too. And not the mamsy-pansy Budweiser beers of today. No bud Ice, Bud Platinum, Bud Lemon-Lime, Budweiser Black Crown, nor Bud Light for my boy. Nuh-uh! Just plain old, tried and true, Budweiser beer for him ...
Our Teddy never was found, but all these years later, there were sightings of him being reunited with dad and then mom on Rainbow Bridge. ... Great poignant ending, Mary. A bit of relief to all of the comic relief as the case were ...
Excellent story, Mary, and I am certainly thankful to Dawn for suggesting it. It's witty, it's more than a little funny, and best of all from a reader's standpoint, it's error free.
Great writing!
reply by the author on 31-May-2016
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Hello, Mary.
I am reading this at the request of Ideasaregems-Dawn (Dawn Munro) because she recommended it. For one thing, I'm a dog lover and have three small breed, canine companions myself. For another, I always love a good story.
Aunt Mimi was nearing her 80's at the time of the gifting and lived by herself in a three story Victorian home in a Boston suburb called Watertown. Our aunt had never married or had children, sacrificing both for a successful career. ... I believe a great many of us have members of our own families much like your Aunt Mimi, Mary. Mine was our Aunt Edna -- the"Cheek Pincher" -- Riley ...
"...the reality of my elderly aunt caring for a fluffy, cantankerous little shit nipping at her varicose veined ankles seemed as much fun as a colorblind person playing Twister." ... Excellent analogy here, Mary. Heh-heh ...
The year was circa 1989; pre-911 security era and a time when curbside parking at the airport wasn't considered a felony.
... A-h-h-hhhhh, ye-s-s-sssss...those were the days, 'ey? ...
I envision myself clad in a red cape (the color of my friends after the boil) with bold lettering across my chest "LOBSTER ROBSTER" as I make our getaway in a VW bug decorated like a giant clam and outfitted with a salt water tank. ... Wasn't this an episode of Nickelodeon's Spongbob Squarepants, Mary? I could've sworn I'd...oh well... never mind ...
Bob would soon learn dogs on death row are desperate and will answer to shit-head when necessary. ... Hey! I once owned a Bull Terrier that looked dead-on like Spuds McKenzie named Shithead, Mary! Damned if that dog didn't love Budweiser beer, too. And not the mamsy-pansy Budweiser beers of today. No bud Ice, Bud Platinum, Bud Lemon-Lime, Budweiser Black Crown, nor Bud Light for my boy. Nuh-uh! Just plain old, tried and true, Budweiser beer for him ...
Our Teddy never was found, but all these years later, there were sightings of him being reunited with dad and then mom on Rainbow Bridge. ... Great poignant ending, Mary. A bit of relief to all of the comic relief as the case were ...
Excellent story, Mary, and I am certainly thankful to Dawn for suggesting it. It's witty, it's more than a little funny, and best of all from a reader's standpoint, it's error free.
Great writing!
Comment Written 31-May-2016
reply by the author on 31-May-2016
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Hello Dean, Dawn is something else and I am so appreciative of her endorsement. She is my FanStory angel. I loved reading your reactions to the various paragraphs, and I really enjoy your animated signature. I'm a techno-expert's biggest nightmare so I stick with the basics. Your bull terrier and the beer...that is a story waiting to be written, Dean!
Thank you so much for the RR&R. I appreciate hearing from you! Have an awesome evening.
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Dawn's a very kind and conscientious lady, Mary. She's always been very kind and fair to me since I first arrived here over three years ago. She's certainly a good friend to have in your corner.
You are more than welcome, my friend.
Take care,
~Dean
Comment from Judy Couch
This story is adorable, well written and funny. Some things you said that I really enjoyed are: "cats seem to thrive on people with feline phobia" and "Mom tried to lessen the atrocity" You have a real talent for expressing your ideas well.
reply by the author on 31-May-2016
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This story is adorable, well written and funny. Some things you said that I really enjoyed are: "cats seem to thrive on people with feline phobia" and "Mom tried to lessen the atrocity" You have a real talent for expressing your ideas well.
Comment Written 31-May-2016
reply by the author on 31-May-2016
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Thank you, Judy, for your RR&R and the fabulous SIX!!! I celebrate those with unbridled enthusiasm on the other side of the screen when on the receiving end :) I appreciate you hanging in for the longer read! Have a great evening!
Comment from I am Cat
Mary, this is SO wonderfully fun... I laughed, I cried, I got angry... I cried again, and laughed out loud... what more could you want from a piece of writing?
I wish I could give it the obvious rating is deserves, alas, I am out of sixes, but please accept this virtual one, by virtue of the fact that the site is stingy with the ones they have and won't let me have any more. :(
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Well done! I loved it!
(by the way, Dawn sent me) ;)
some thoughts along the way...:
When the big metal pot surfaced on the kitchen stove we realized dad went from being cool to being cruel and we cried hysterically as our new best friends were dropped head first into boiling water. I swear I could hear their screams over mine.
(I actually laughed out loud, but felt your pain.. lol)
Mom tried to lessen the atrocity by telling us she added wine to the boiling water so they wouldn't feel the pain. There is something wrong with a mother who plants the seed of alcoholism in her ten and eight year old offspring subliminally suggesting liquor extinguishes pain, but then again she was Irish. (omg, it just keeps getting better!)
Five decades later, I remain a lobster virgin. I would even go so far as to say I fantasize about saving them in restaurants and high end grocery stores in honor of my four hour pets from the 1960's. I envision myself clad in a red cape (the color of my friends after the boil) with bold lettering across my chest "LOBSTER ROBSTER" as I make our getaway in a VW bug decorated like a giant clam and outfitted with a salt water tank. I wish someone would bring me a pet cow and a pet pig so I could fulfill my heart's wish to go meatless.
(oh dear, I think I just peed myself! LOL I think this entire part should be put in italics to show the flashback... and maybe some asterisks to show a time lapse... or perhaps just put Mike Myers in between sections with his little hand waves like he did in Austin Powers... Yeah baby! ;)
moving on....
Fast forward to 1996. We lost dad to esophageal cancer just three months after diagnosis. When Teddy was placed on the bed with his still body, the dog laid in reverence obviously understanding the permanence of death. I believe it was also the moment my mom may have fallen in love with the little shit for the first time. He became Spencer Tracy to her Katherine Hepburn while she grieved the loss of her husband of fifty-one years.
(omg, I have officially gone from laughing to crying in 0.3 seconds) ;(
Bob called him by name and the dog responded by running to him, tail wagging wildly and winking with his only eye. Bob would soon learn dogs on death row are desperate and will answer to shit-head when necessary. (too funny!)
During the $75.00 Teddy 'buy-back' plan and subsequent half hour drive to mom's home, Teddy the Imposter remained coy and diligent in keeping his left eye clamped shut.
(I haven't laughed out loud during a prose piece in quite some time... congratulations!) lol
While trying to suppress the inner HE BROUGHT HOME A FAKE FOOOOKING TEDDY rage building within me, likely brought on by lack of sleep, dog poster posting, and relentless searching, I responded in the most controlled response I could muster being ten miles away and helpless from stopping the impending disaster. (oh jeez! lol)
I calmly suggested an identity buster I had learned watching Ironside reruns with dad..."mom, dogs on the run don't usually gain weight, but if the dog has two eyes, it's not Teddy!!!"
(in the words of everyone who ever was on Family Feud... "Good answer! Good answer!" lol
Yes, you read that correctly...Con-dog croaked within a month of attaining freedom. My brother said it was the best $75 bucks he ever spent. (ok... I am ACTUALLY laughing my ass off now! omg this is priceless... and me without a damn six! lol )
Dawn sent me here via her profile thoughts where she has written, "If this story doesn't end up in the Story of the Month booth, she will personally eat her own keyboard..." I don't know about that, but it certainly DESERVES to be there.
Well done, Mary... this rocks the casbah! lol
I LOVED it...
Hell, I think I stopped looking for obvious spag somewhere around my first paste, but there is no OBVIOUS mistakes, and it just made my day!
I love your sense of humor, your wit, and your storytelling... I loved it! Awesomely done...
lol
reply by the author on 31-May-2016
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Mary, this is SO wonderfully fun... I laughed, I cried, I got angry... I cried again, and laughed out loud... what more could you want from a piece of writing?
I wish I could give it the obvious rating is deserves, alas, I am out of sixes, but please accept this virtual one, by virtue of the fact that the site is stingy with the ones they have and won't let me have any more. :(
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Well done! I loved it!
(by the way, Dawn sent me) ;)
some thoughts along the way...:
When the big metal pot surfaced on the kitchen stove we realized dad went from being cool to being cruel and we cried hysterically as our new best friends were dropped head first into boiling water. I swear I could hear their screams over mine.
(I actually laughed out loud, but felt your pain.. lol)
Mom tried to lessen the atrocity by telling us she added wine to the boiling water so they wouldn't feel the pain. There is something wrong with a mother who plants the seed of alcoholism in her ten and eight year old offspring subliminally suggesting liquor extinguishes pain, but then again she was Irish. (omg, it just keeps getting better!)
Five decades later, I remain a lobster virgin. I would even go so far as to say I fantasize about saving them in restaurants and high end grocery stores in honor of my four hour pets from the 1960's. I envision myself clad in a red cape (the color of my friends after the boil) with bold lettering across my chest "LOBSTER ROBSTER" as I make our getaway in a VW bug decorated like a giant clam and outfitted with a salt water tank. I wish someone would bring me a pet cow and a pet pig so I could fulfill my heart's wish to go meatless.
(oh dear, I think I just peed myself! LOL I think this entire part should be put in italics to show the flashback... and maybe some asterisks to show a time lapse... or perhaps just put Mike Myers in between sections with his little hand waves like he did in Austin Powers... Yeah baby! ;)
moving on....
Fast forward to 1996. We lost dad to esophageal cancer just three months after diagnosis. When Teddy was placed on the bed with his still body, the dog laid in reverence obviously understanding the permanence of death. I believe it was also the moment my mom may have fallen in love with the little shit for the first time. He became Spencer Tracy to her Katherine Hepburn while she grieved the loss of her husband of fifty-one years.
(omg, I have officially gone from laughing to crying in 0.3 seconds) ;(
Bob called him by name and the dog responded by running to him, tail wagging wildly and winking with his only eye. Bob would soon learn dogs on death row are desperate and will answer to shit-head when necessary. (too funny!)
During the $75.00 Teddy 'buy-back' plan and subsequent half hour drive to mom's home, Teddy the Imposter remained coy and diligent in keeping his left eye clamped shut.
(I haven't laughed out loud during a prose piece in quite some time... congratulations!) lol
While trying to suppress the inner HE BROUGHT HOME A FAKE FOOOOKING TEDDY rage building within me, likely brought on by lack of sleep, dog poster posting, and relentless searching, I responded in the most controlled response I could muster being ten miles away and helpless from stopping the impending disaster. (oh jeez! lol)
I calmly suggested an identity buster I had learned watching Ironside reruns with dad..."mom, dogs on the run don't usually gain weight, but if the dog has two eyes, it's not Teddy!!!"
(in the words of everyone who ever was on Family Feud... "Good answer! Good answer!" lol
Yes, you read that correctly...Con-dog croaked within a month of attaining freedom. My brother said it was the best $75 bucks he ever spent. (ok... I am ACTUALLY laughing my ass off now! omg this is priceless... and me without a damn six! lol )
Dawn sent me here via her profile thoughts where she has written, "If this story doesn't end up in the Story of the Month booth, she will personally eat her own keyboard..." I don't know about that, but it certainly DESERVES to be there.
Well done, Mary... this rocks the casbah! lol
I LOVED it...
Hell, I think I stopped looking for obvious spag somewhere around my first paste, but there is no OBVIOUS mistakes, and it just made my day!
I love your sense of humor, your wit, and your storytelling... I loved it! Awesomely done...
lol
Comment Written 31-May-2016
reply by the author on 31-May-2016
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Virtual sixes beat the hell out of the four I received on this writing, so I imagine me on this side of the screen doing the happy dance. Thank you so much for the amazing review that had me laughing at your reactions, so deliciously shared. I'm going to have to skedaddle over to the community thoughts to see what Dawn wrote, as that was news to me. She has been so kind. I appreciate you! Thank you for the virtual sixer-upper :)
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Well, I loved it! I will send someone out to smack that four-star reviewer upside the head. ;)
Comment from Dawn Munro
Hi, Ms Contrary,
I gave away my last six yesterday (and darn - I KNEW there would be one story so special I'd kick myself...)
I am really rather upset with you. Not only do I not need to be kicking myself (it's painful, and not because of the kick so much as trying to maneuver), I laughed so hard I discovered my asthma and allergies are worse than I thought. (That's right! You made me see stars!)
As if all that were not enough, you had me in tears, too; welling up like some blubbering baby. I mean REALLY. You have no conscience.
All kidding aside, Mary, this is THE most heartwarming story - you are so very gifted! My favorite of any in a long, long time...
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I have no sixes left - GAH!!!!
reply by the author on 31-May-2016
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Hi, Ms Contrary,
I gave away my last six yesterday (and darn - I KNEW there would be one story so special I'd kick myself...)
I am really rather upset with you. Not only do I not need to be kicking myself (it's painful, and not because of the kick so much as trying to maneuver), I laughed so hard I discovered my asthma and allergies are worse than I thought. (That's right! You made me see stars!)
As if all that were not enough, you had me in tears, too; welling up like some blubbering baby. I mean REALLY. You have no conscience.
All kidding aside, Mary, this is THE most heartwarming story - you are so very gifted! My favorite of any in a long, long time...
*******************************EXCEPTIONAL!!!*********************************
I have no sixes left - GAH!!!!
Comment Written 31-May-2016
reply by the author on 31-May-2016
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Hahaha, I was actually in the throws of writing the story when I saw your comment about your one remaining six...I just couldn't write fast enough :) Your "I wish I had a six" cancelled out the four I received on this one, so all is good in the world of the Lobster Robster, otherwise known as m'wa :)
Your description of kicking yourself made me wince after just receiving a phone call from a friend who came to call last week. My dog over excitedly greeted her at the door and when she bent over to hug him, he broke her nose in two places according to x-ray's revealed today...She used the same phrase about seeing stars. I feel another foooooking dog story coming on...brace yourself and get your infuser ready...
Thank you, Dawn, for your beautiful words, I guess it took my family, FanStory, fifty years and reviewers like you for me to actually begin believing I can write beyond my audience of 'just the fambam'. Thank you.
PS: my son is being jettisoned to your country as I type...I pressed him for specifics...Oshawa-Durham College in Ontario, but will be traveling to Toronto too... Is he in your realm?
Comment from sweetwoodjax
this is an excellent write, mary, I tried to review this last night but the computer I was using decided to do a backup and shut down and the other one wouldn't let me access it. I smiled as I read about teddy's entrance to your family and the love your family had for him. this story is wonderful and I am glad I found it again to review.
reply by the author on 31-May-2016
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this is an excellent write, mary, I tried to review this last night but the computer I was using decided to do a backup and shut down and the other one wouldn't let me access it. I smiled as I read about teddy's entrance to your family and the love your family had for him. this story is wonderful and I am glad I found it again to review.
Comment Written 30-May-2016
reply by the author on 31-May-2016
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What a great treat to return to FanStory following the Memorial weekend to a bevy of wonderful reviews. Thank you sweetwoodjax for the RR&R and SIX STAR RATING!! I didn't get to bed until 3am writing this one, and in reading all the wonderful reviews on it, I am happy to have sacrificed sleep for blessings, any day! Thank you so very much! I was having trouble with the site late Saturday/Sunday night too, so hopefully computer fussiness is behind both of us now :)
Comment from Mastery
Hi, Mary. I enjoyed your story very much. It is wonderfuly written. You have a heartfelt story and it is chock full of good humor and outstanding imagery. Like:
"A few days after the "SURPRISE WE BOUGHT YOU A PUPPY" gifting took place, the reality of my elderly aunt caring for a fluffy, cantankerous little shit nipping at her varicose veined ankles seemed about as much fun as a colorblind person playing Twister. She was not having it. "SURPRISE, MAKE IT GO AWAY!" (LOL)
And: "Five decades later, I remain a lobster virgin. I would even go so far as to say I fantasize about saving them in restaurants and high end grocery stores in honor of my four hour pets from the 1960's. I envision myself clad in a red cape (the color of my friends after the boil) with bold lettering across my chest "LOBSTER ROBSTER" as I make our getaway in a VW bug decorated like a giant clam and outfitted with a salt water tank. I wish someone would bring me a pet cow and a pet pig so I could fulfill my heart's wish to go meatless."
Suggestions: Always try to have a good "hook" to draw your readers into the story. In this case, I would have started like so: "I suspect drinking may have been involved when my sister and her cousin gave my aunt Mimi the (whatever that is....LOL dog) but don't quote me. (Then work around that once you have drawn the reader in.)
Also: I think you are close to saying the same thing here and the first part might be eliminated to prevent repetition:
" As you may know, cats seem to thrive on people with feline phobia, and Kitty made it her mission to either convert or terrorize aunt Mimi during her visits. (Then) Kitty walked a fine line between conversion and terroristic behavior.
Bravo!
reply by the author on 31-May-2016
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Hi, Mary. I enjoyed your story very much. It is wonderfuly written. You have a heartfelt story and it is chock full of good humor and outstanding imagery. Like:
"A few days after the "SURPRISE WE BOUGHT YOU A PUPPY" gifting took place, the reality of my elderly aunt caring for a fluffy, cantankerous little shit nipping at her varicose veined ankles seemed about as much fun as a colorblind person playing Twister. She was not having it. "SURPRISE, MAKE IT GO AWAY!" (LOL)
And: "Five decades later, I remain a lobster virgin. I would even go so far as to say I fantasize about saving them in restaurants and high end grocery stores in honor of my four hour pets from the 1960's. I envision myself clad in a red cape (the color of my friends after the boil) with bold lettering across my chest "LOBSTER ROBSTER" as I make our getaway in a VW bug decorated like a giant clam and outfitted with a salt water tank. I wish someone would bring me a pet cow and a pet pig so I could fulfill my heart's wish to go meatless."
Suggestions: Always try to have a good "hook" to draw your readers into the story. In this case, I would have started like so: "I suspect drinking may have been involved when my sister and her cousin gave my aunt Mimi the (whatever that is....LOL dog) but don't quote me. (Then work around that once you have drawn the reader in.)
Also: I think you are close to saying the same thing here and the first part might be eliminated to prevent repetition:
" As you may know, cats seem to thrive on people with feline phobia, and Kitty made it her mission to either convert or terrorize aunt Mimi during her visits. (Then) Kitty walked a fine line between conversion and terroristic behavior.
Bravo!
Comment Written 30-May-2016
reply by the author on 31-May-2016
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What a great treat to return to FanStory following the Memorial weekend to a bevy of wonderful reviews. Thank you Bob, for the RR&R and SIX STAR RATING!! I didn't get to bed until 3am writing this one, and in reading all the wonderful reviews on it, I am happy to have sacrificed sleep for blessings, any day!
I appreciate your thorough review and suggestions for improving the piece. I will take them all and head back to editing mode.
I appreciate you. Have a wonderful day.
Comment from Deniz22
"There is something wrong with a mother who plants the seed of alcoholism in her ten and eight year old offspring subliminally suggesting liquor extinguishes pain, but then again she was Irish."
This assessment may be true, but there's nothing wrong with your line! LOL
reply by the author on 31-May-2016
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"There is something wrong with a mother who plants the seed of alcoholism in her ten and eight year old offspring subliminally suggesting liquor extinguishes pain, but then again she was Irish."
This assessment may be true, but there's nothing wrong with your line! LOL
Comment Written 30-May-2016
reply by the author on 31-May-2016
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What a great treat to return to FanStory following the Memorial weekend to a bevy of wonderful reviews. Thank you Deniz22 for the RR&R and SIX STAR RATING!! I didn't get to bed until 3am writing this one, and in reading all the wonderful reviews on it, I am happy to have sacrificed sleep for blessings, any day! I too am happy you sought me out, I LOVED your apologies piece so much. Thank you so very much!
Comment from Barb Hensongispsaca
I laughed and cried then laughed and cried again.
I could not read fast enough to get to each new paragraph.
Excellent writing and a combination of fun and sadness in just the right amount.
I too am lobster shy because it is not a way to fix...even with the wine.
reply by the author on 31-May-2016
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I laughed and cried then laughed and cried again.
I could not read fast enough to get to each new paragraph.
Excellent writing and a combination of fun and sadness in just the right amount.
I too am lobster shy because it is not a way to fix...even with the wine.
Comment Written 30-May-2016
reply by the author on 31-May-2016
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What a great treat to return to FanStory following the Memorial weekend to a bevy of wonderful reviews. Thank you Barb, for the RR&R. I didn't get to bed until 3am writing this one, and in reading all the wonderful reviews on it, I am happy to have sacrificed sleep for blessings, any day! Thank you so very much!
