Keeper's Honeypies

Heaven houses more creatures
and attracts all sorts of beings
who can not help but stray
into heaven's perimeter walls. . .

stray cats can not help
but laze their furry self
along heaven's walls, roof, trees . . .
and the houndsinheaven
starts barking like mad . . .

hey, guys, no killing of animals!
keeper yells at us.

so far we have made friends
with most of them since
we really do not have much choice
not unless you want to get the ire of thy keeper

so aside from us hounds, there's spiderpie

it is this genius architect whose creative web
would always brush my nose during my dawn jog around heaven. . .

and watch our for butterpie

this blabbermouth loves to blah
about anything and anyone
and yaks wherever she goes
which makes keeper laugh
and cry (she once told keeper some sad news)
and before butterpie exhaust her pie
she's off to flutter somewhere
probably to get more scoop and blahs
to bring back to heaven . . .

and then there's Troy, the lizardpie

(Keeper would always remind Troy of his duty
as mosquito watcher which is Troy's fave chowmeal)


. . .there's also birdiepie, and dragonpie . . .


. . . and batpie. aha, beware of this one
he only flies to keeper's window at night. . .

he's kinda blind, sweepy! get off his case!

Other honey-pies:
Although we have not personally seen them
keeper loves to tell us stories about other
animal-pies she meets outside of heaven:

there's Queenie in her pristine white gown

it is she who loves to eat corn and hiss you off
when you attempt to get too near for comfort!

and Ben who was given as a gift to someone

but whose brother Van remained.
Ben and Van looked exactly like twins
They started sprouting those black dots a week after they were born!

and then there was Buddy . . .

the golden retriever who gets terribly lonely
when his keeper goes on vacation abroad

and others like Arthur, Chester,
Bianca, Cokey, Phoebe & Diva . . .
my Keeper loves to tell us their stories . . .
who knows, she might be telling them our stories as well. . .

but keeper has a big heart
so there's nothing for us to get jealous about
when she talks lovingly of all these honeypies
that makes her world go round. . .

anyway, at the end of the day
it is always at heaven where she returns
and where great stories are told
and re-told like sweet, hot pies
on dreary August month . . .

Oh-Ghost is here!

Well, here comes August . . .
the 'Oh-Ghost' month.

The whole houndsinheaven were just too busy trying to adjust to the moody weather, erratic schedule and all, not to mention my keeper's frantic attempts to keep us sane and cool in this blasting hot-cool weather, and now . . . oh-ghost. . . we may as well stay doggo all around heaven. It is THAT humid!


The only cool thing about August are the sudden rains. Of course, this started in July but the weatherman said we will be having MORE rains . I hear these blokes crackling over TV and radio, and nope, I don't have them (radioactive feeds!) on my kennel, but these people in heaven are either hard of hearing or what, but those blasting tv/radio soundworks can be heard the whole of rainbow's block!

Tone it down keeper!

Anyway, the weather guys are desperately hoping for the usual rainy blues that may last for days so we can fill up the emptying water dam. Most of the dams are in critical condition (read: water supply drying up) that if this doesn't fill up soon, the whole freaking place will have no WATER. Holy Ghost! No water to drink every minute and no water to cool our furs every day. Waaah, Keeper!

But rains will bring in flood, Sweepy! And remember, to have several days of rain means that there will be storms and typhoons. Watch out!

Oh, that's great Keeper. Make me more gloomy.

But there's great news to all these rains. Sudden rain brings wild grass!
And wild grass mean more grass to feed the hounds. Ladidahdidah! What do you mean you don't know that we eat grass? Dogs eat grass, people! Grass detoxify our system and we need to chew some at least once a week!

And since we are not allowed to roam outside Heaven, the keeper is the one tasked to roam around in search of the grass. She goes stupidly around Rainbow Avenue, poking down at the neighbor's front yard with her scissors and plastic bags in search of the fresh grass variety. She gathers enough to satisfy the four hounds. When she comes home, we are all like vampires awaiting her grass loot! She scolds us to wait and create more suspense as she takes her merry time to wash the grass before giving it to us. By the time she does, we were all panting and drooling all over the place!

Rains and grass. Beast and ghost.
The hounds in heaven's world. . .