A Mooch Perspective on Author C. D. Blizzard

‘Oooh, look, there’s mom.  Sitting in that nice chair dad built her.  What’s she doing?  Oh, she’s beating her fingers on that funny thing that makes words on that weird screen.’

Mooch pranced over and put her chin on mom’s arm.  ‘I love you, mom.  You’re so cool.  You’re the best thing that ever happened to me.  Have I told you I love you?’

Mooch took two steps away from mom and barked once, her tump wagging.  Mom absently patted her head, her free hand still typing away on the funny contraption that made words appear on the weird screen.

Mooch drew closer and put her chin on mom’s arm again.  ‘I love you so much, mom.  Have I told you how much I love you?’

Mom rubbed Mooch’s back, her eyes still gazing at the weird screen, her free hand still typing away at the funny contraption.

Mooch whined.  ‘Let’s go outside, mom.  I like it when we go outside together.  I like it when we sit in the sun together.’

Mom absently scratched behind Mooch’s ears.  “Love you, Mooch,” she crooned.

‘Love you, too, mom.  Can we go outside?  I’d really like to go outside, but I want you to come with me.  Come on, mom.  Let’s go play.’

“What’s up, Mooch?  You wanna go outside?”

Mooch took two steps backwards, wagged her tump hard, and woofed once.  ‘Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.  Let’s go outside, mom.’

“Okay, just two more sentences, and I can pause here.”  Mom tapped rapidly, then jabbed a single button and pushed the funny contraption away from her.  “Okay, Mooch.  Let’s go.”

Mooch barked happily. 

“Get dad, Mooch,” mom called as she slid her feet into her flipflops.  “Hurry.  Go get dad.”

Mooch ran into dad’s office, wagged her tump hard, and woofed once.  Dad stopped tapping on his funny square box and stood up.   Mooch leaped in the air, woofing, and wagging her tump hard as she followed mom and dad down the hall.  At the back door, dad grabbed her Frisbee and ran outside.  Mooch ran after him.

‘God, I love you guys!’ she barked as she chased the Frisbee dad tossed.  ‘You guys are the best thing that ever happened to me.  Better than peanut butter cookies.’

She brought the Frisbee back to dad and dropped it at his feet.  Dad was busy kissing mom.  Mooch stared up at them, grinning broadly and wagging her tump.  Mom and dad really loved each other.  She could feel it in every bone of her body.  It was a good feeling.  It made their house happy and comfortable.

“Woof!”

Mom and dad paused and looked down at her.

“Gosh, a Mooch is a good thing to have,” mom said.

“Yep,” Dad agreed as he quickly swiped up the Frisbee Mooch had left at his feet.

‘I love you guys!’ Mooch crowed as she chased the Frisbee across the yard.  ‘Life can’t get any better than this!’

Copyright 2008 C. D. Blizzard     www.cdblizzard.com

C. D. Blizzard is the author of the novels Blackwater, Broken, and Profile