Post 682: Andy watching Dougy watching me watching Andy…or, is it the other way around?!

Andy spots Dougy...

Andy spots Dougy…watching Doug again!

Dougy's doing that creepy thing where he watches Doug (the human one) from the back of Douyg's computer chair...!

Dougy’s doing that creepy thing where he watches Doug from the back of Doug’s computer chair…!

"Aiyee! I'm being watched all over!"

“Aiyee! I’m being watched all over!” Calling 911…! “Animal control…?!”

Dougy moves after Doug spots him, and Andy watches Dougy leave the back of the chair...

“You’re bringing on the heat, bro’!” Andy glares at Dougy.

Dougy watches Andy till Andy notices him...

Dougy feigns coolness while Andy eyeballs him…

Dougy pretends to watch birds after Andy and Dougy (the huiman one) watch him.

Now Dougy pretends to watch birds. Too many eyes watching today!

Post 660: dead asleep…

I got up at the usual 2:30 AM to feed Andy and Dougy. They insisted on it. Then I went back to bed.

“I’ll catch the news on television, then think about getting up for the day,” I thought. Then I went back to sleep.

OMG!  ...and that dark presence is there again!

…and that dark presence is here again!

Out cold to the world. Dead asleep. You can’t wake the dead from their sleep. 

“Ummm…. Mothra in flames! It’s almost 8:30!” Dougy sniffed me and woke me up. (No doubt thinking, “…if he’s dead, he’s meat!”)


I hopped right out of bed.

Post 614: shadow man and the little boy…

Take a look at these photos, taken sometime toward the middle of the 1940s, during WWII.

The place: My maternal grandmother’s front yard. The family lived in the second story apartment there until completing a house on Mississippi in 1951. The little boy is my older brother, wearing as spiffy an ensemble as I’ve ever seen him in! My brother is a Levis and Nebraska Huskers t-shirt kind of guy now, and he wears a baseball cap. My guess is it’s springtime, and my brother is playing with a Christmas wheelbarrow. I need to ask…!

dads shadow and dick2

“Shadow man” is my father, wearing a civilian hat, so I guess this was a Sunday. My Dad was Chief of Police in this town, and most photos of him then show him in uniform. The town had a major air base training people for the glider and parachute aspects of the D Day invasion. My Dad worked very hard then because he had a small staff meant for a smaller town and thousands of soldiers with not much to do after training but come into town. Many married the mothers of my friends growing up. No coincidence!

Anyway, this is a favorite photo of Dad because it shows him relaxed, off duty, and doing what fathers do: taking photos of their little guys at play. And…accidentally getting themselves in the photo, if as a shadow. Or maybe it was on purpose. Dad’s gone — he died on election day 2008 — but he was a very purposeful, methodical man. There is a suggestion of a composed shot here.


Then, there is this second shot in the sequence, a more spontaneous yet more mysterious image. Same setting. Same brother. Same father taking a photo as a shadow man.

There’s a change in angle, though, one brought about by my brother’s burst to go to Dad. Dad takes another shot, capturing something I’d never noticed in this photo before: a third person standing by the locust tree, both shadows on the left, while the photo’s taken.

dads shadow and dick1

It appears to be a male. Or is it? Who might it be, this new “shadow man”? Yet, he appears higher in the photo than he should were he just standing by the tree. Was he actually a child, a child standing on the bird bath by that tree? If a child, did Dad know he was standing on the birdbath? I don’t think that was generally allowed…! We’ll never know.