Monday, March 31, 2008

There Will Be Hell to Pay . . .

Don't let the sad face fool you . . .

Or the pitiful thousand-yard stare . . .

Nor the merely apparent image of resigned submission to the detachable shower head . . .



My Dignity is Sacred.


My Vengeance is . . . well, still being contemplated. From the security of my Bunker.
Hallie




Monday, March 24, 2008

Piling On; Or, How To Make An Omega Sandwich



Yeah, I know that Hector did most of the work wrestling Rocky down to the ground. But as the Alpha Female in the park, I too had my role to play in this ritual drama of dominance and subordination, i.e., I got to dominate Rocky's hind quarters. Rocky seemed to resent being treated like an Omega, though. So later, it became necessary to brandish a stick in her face - the ultimate humiliation!


Hallie




Monday, March 17, 2008

Sunday, March 16, 2008

To Brandish



Brandish \bran-dish\ vt [OF, fr. brand sword; akin to OE brand] 1: to shake or wave (as a weapon) menacingly. 2: to exhibit in an ostentatious or aggressive manner.

Monday, March 10, 2008

Sunday, March 9, 2008

Stuck in a Moment, er, Fountain . . .

Okay, man: my "vertical" ain't that great. But I was thirsty, and I saw that there was standing water in the drained public fountain. Look, I'm gonna survive. And I'm sure I would have figured out a way to heave my girth outta there, eventually . . .

Still Proud,

Hallie