Comments on: OLD LUCKY http://www.heartofthe.com/writer/old-lucky/ Just another WordPress weblog Tue, 07 Sep 2010 01:23:11 +0000 http://wordpress.org/?v=2.5.1 By: Anonymous http://www.heartofthe.com/writer/old-lucky/#comment-463 Anonymous Tue, 29 Jul 2008 04:30:33 +0000 http://www.heartofthe.com/writer/?p=84#comment-463 I personally think it was a good way to teach the dog...except that the humans had to suffer as much as he did, from the smell and the mess of it all. Often , while growing up, there were punishments in my own life that were said, by the punisher to the punishee, to be "much harder on me than this is on you"...well, I never believed it...and as far as I recall, I never once said it to one of my kids. But, no punishment would be far worse, as sin and its' reward, soon do come together...stay away from chickens! mh I personally think it was a good way to teach the dog…except that the humans had to suffer as much as he did, from the smell and the mess of it all. Often , while growing up, there were punishments in my own life that were said, by the punisher to the punishee, to be “much harder on me than this is on you”…well, I never believed it…and as far as I recall, I never once said it to one of my kids. But, no punishment would be far worse, as sin and its’ reward, soon do come together…stay away from chickens!
mh

]]> By: Anonymous http://www.heartofthe.com/writer/old-lucky/#comment-432 Anonymous Sat, 26 Jul 2008 01:27:34 +0000 http://www.heartofthe.com/writer/?p=84#comment-432 Grandma had a big, old red rooster that would have eaten lucky! That chicken attacked everybody, even Grandpa but Grandma always said, "You leave him be now, I like that rooster. He's got spunk, that's what he's got, yessir, he's got spunk!" The day arrived that old red had a momentary bout of insanity and he attacked Grandma. That evening for supper we ate old Red. Grandma could make the toughest old bird in the world tender. I imagine that is the reason Grandpa was always so meak and mild around her, he didn't want to be served up for supper. Memories Grandma had a big, old red rooster that would have eaten lucky! That chicken attacked everybody, even Grandpa but Grandma always said, “You leave him be now, I like that rooster. He’s got spunk, that’s what he’s got, yessir, he’s got spunk!” The day arrived that old red had a momentary bout of insanity and he attacked Grandma.
That evening for supper we ate old Red.
Grandma could make the toughest old bird in the world tender.
I imagine that is the reason Grandpa was always so meak and mild around her, he didn’t want to be served up for supper.
Memories

]]> By: Chaz http://www.heartofthe.com/writer/old-lucky/#comment-431 Chaz Fri, 25 Jul 2008 21:21:00 +0000 http://www.heartofthe.com/writer/?p=84#comment-431 Darn, You have to admit, Ratty is one clever rat! Chaz Darn, You have to admit, Ratty is one clever rat!
Chaz

]]> By: Chaz http://www.heartofthe.com/writer/old-lucky/#comment-430 Chaz Fri, 25 Jul 2008 21:18:07 +0000 http://www.heartofthe.com/writer/?p=84#comment-430 DISCLAIMER: I am not responsible for any comments made by my alter-ego Ratty even though I might agree with him wholeheartedly. Chaz DISCLAIMER:
I am not responsible for any comments made by my alter-ego Ratty even though I might agree with him wholeheartedly.
Chaz

]]> By: Chaz & Ratty http://www.heartofthe.com/writer/old-lucky/#comment-429 Chaz & Ratty Fri, 25 Jul 2008 21:13:39 +0000 http://www.heartofthe.com/writer/?p=84#comment-429 Dear Anonymous, I believe I am going to ask my alter-ego, Ratty to respond to your comment. Go get 'em Ratty! Dear Anonypuss, The way I see it is that the sad thing about your comment is that you are obviously serious! I feel sorry for folks what aint got no sense of humor. There is a treatment for your ailment, go into the restroom, stick your head in the toilet and flush several times. You have a nice day now ya hear, Ratty Dear Anonymous,
I believe I am going to ask my alter-ego, Ratty to respond to your comment.
Go get ‘em Ratty!

Dear Anonypuss,
The way I see it is that the sad thing about your comment is that you are obviously serious!
I feel sorry for folks what aint got no sense of humor.
There is a treatment for your ailment, go into the restroom, stick your head in the toilet and flush several times.
You have a nice day now ya hear,
Ratty

]]> By: Anonymous http://www.heartofthe.com/writer/old-lucky/#comment-428 Anonymous Fri, 25 Jul 2008 20:46:59 +0000 http://www.heartofthe.com/writer/?p=84#comment-428 I can't believe that anybody could be so cruel. Your father should not have been allowed to own a dog or any other animal. This is the type of cruelty that should be punishable by jail time. Shame on you for writing about such treatment, An Animal Lover I can’t believe that anybody could be so cruel. Your father should not have been allowed to own a dog or any other animal. This is the type of cruelty that should be punishable by jail time. Shame on you for writing about such treatment,
An Animal Lover

]]> By: Anonymous http://www.heartofthe.com/writer/old-lucky/#comment-426 Anonymous Thu, 24 Jul 2008 03:09:50 +0000 http://www.heartofthe.com/writer/?p=84#comment-426 Chaz, The old "chicken tied around the neck" thing sounds an awful lot like the custom of the ancient mariners. If a sailor killed an albatross the dead bird was tied around the man's neck and left there until either it rotted and fell away like lucky's chicken or the sailor went berserk and threw himself from the ship. Sin is an awful like that as you point out in your story. Excellent writing, Clay Chaz,
The old “chicken tied around the neck” thing sounds an awful lot like the custom of the ancient mariners. If a sailor killed an albatross the dead bird was tied around the man’s neck and left there until either it rotted and fell away like lucky’s chicken or the sailor went berserk and threw himself from the ship.
Sin is an awful like that as you point out in your story.
Excellent writing,
Clay

]]> By: Anonymous http://www.heartofthe.com/writer/old-lucky/#comment-425 Anonymous Thu, 24 Jul 2008 03:05:56 +0000 http://www.heartofthe.com/writer/?p=84#comment-425 Chaz, When I was little my father had a dog just like Lucky. We called him Pooch at first but after awhile we started calling him, The Demon dog, or Demon for short. Demon did everything that he wasn't supposed to do. He dug up the neighbors flower beds. He tore a hole thru our screen door and made a terrible mess all over the house when nobody was home. (The mess was partly caused because he obviously developed a near terminal case of diarria throughout the house.) He attacked and killed mama's new mink coat, (I think he was jealous), and he was especially like Lucky because he killed chickens. The problem there was that the chickens belonged to the same neighbor that owned the flower beds. It became very obvious that Demon didn't the neighbor because he jumped through an open window in their new Buick and demolished the interior of the car. That is where Demon met his end. The neighbor, an unusually kind and patient man, excorcised Demon with a dose of twelve gauge, double ought buckshot. Demon never killed another chicken. We didn't really miss Demon all that much. T.N.T. Chaz,
When I was little my father had a dog just like Lucky. We called him Pooch at first but after awhile we started calling him, The Demon dog, or Demon for short.
Demon did everything that he wasn’t supposed to do.
He dug up the neighbors flower beds.
He tore a hole thru our screen door and made a terrible mess all over the house when nobody was home. (The mess was partly caused because he obviously developed a near terminal case of diarria throughout the house.)
He attacked and killed mama’s new mink coat, (I think he was jealous), and he was especially like Lucky because he killed chickens.
The problem there was that the chickens belonged to the same neighbor that owned the flower beds.
It became very obvious that Demon didn’t the neighbor because he jumped through an open window in their new Buick and demolished the interior of the car.
That is where Demon met his end. The neighbor, an unusually kind and patient man, excorcised Demon with a dose of twelve gauge, double ought buckshot.
Demon never killed another chicken.
We didn’t really miss Demon all that much.
T.N.T.

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