Saturday, November 28, 2009

The World is Full of Strange and Fun People!

Last night I went to a huge party. But this was no ordinary party. It was Pub Quiz, a trivia game played at Emmet's Pub. The man in the photo with me, Bill, is the reverent (and sometimes irreverent) Mr. Adjudicator. He runs the quiz. He reads out 7 rounds of ten questions each, and the teams, made up of 4 people, answer the questions onto their answer sheets and hand them in to the scorekeeper. Bill is an amusing fellow. I think he liked me a lot, mostly because I didn't harass him like many of the players did. He scared me to no end, however. I thought maybe I was going to disappear beneath those robes he had on. I am not sure if he is a real life judge, but if he was I wouldn't want to be caught doing ANYTHING illegal! The man was a little terrifying for me. I begged my maker to get me away from him, but I don't think she could hear me above the noise. Bill posed with me in front of about 40 teams that were there last night. It cost $7 to play and the winning team got all the money! I didn't have to pay though, because I can neither write or speak. But I knew the answers to ALL the questions!
This is Connor. He was the scorekeeper. You can bet I looked over his shoulder the whole evening to make sure there was no monkey business going on! Did you know a Marmoset is a monkey? I did. That was one of the questions. Anyway, I watched Connor as he pored over those answer sheets. It was a lot of work, but he had his laptop with him in case there was some down time.

This is a nice man named Chris who agreed to pose with me. I have to admit, I was a little scared when he squeezed my belly. Chris was on my maker's team. They didn't win the big money, but they had fun laughing and joking. I didn't always understand all the jokes Chris told. Someone said they were "off-color". I am not sure what that means, but apparently, Chris is famous in that arena. Chris has a lovely friend who I wish would have let me sit on her lap. She was nice. And she didn't scare me quite as much as Chris and Bill did. I had a good time at this event. I just can't wait to see where my maker will take me next!
Until next time!

Thursday, November 26, 2009

Don't Touch My Mashed Potatoes!

I attended my first running race on Thanksgiving. My maker and her family have hosted an annual Thanksgiving Day race for 8 years now. This was a lot of fun. I did not get a chance to run, mostly because I got into the chocolate turkey suckers yesterday (oops...I couldn't resist!) and had such a belly ache this morning, it was a wonder I could eat at all today! Plus, it was so cold that my maker thought it best if I stay in the heated shed keeping an eye on the food. After what happened with the chocolate yesterday, I didn't think I would ever be trusted again! I swear, I was good, though. I only WATCHED the food. I also watched a little as it went into my mouth. YES, I was able to eat! And I am glad because there is a lot of good food in this world. I thought I'd only be able to watch and smell my entire life! This photo is me with a few really nice runners who promised me some chocolate after the photo. SSHHH!
The best place to be on Thanksgiving, I discovered, was near the mashed potatoes. There was very little food left. This family can really eat! Since there were 2 bowls of mashed potatoes, I figured no one would really care if I took care of what was left in this bowl. The broccoli casserole behind me? Well, I didn't care for that. It's green.
After dinner, such a strange ritual. I was feeling a bit sleepy and when I wandered into the living room I noticed a bunch of others were sleepy too! They were all just LAYING on the floor! Their eyes were slightly glazed over and there was a hint of groaning. I couldn't understand why until someone asked if we wanted dessert. Then the groaning became louder. I was scared. I didn't know what that meant. But, despite the groaning, they all continued to lay on the floor, across chairs and couches. It was very strange. However, I wanted to be a part of all the action, experience the entire day, so I climbed on top on someone and laid down too. These tender hands kind of patted me and rested on my belly. And I must say, it felt good. Then we played cards in which no photography is allowed. Something about cheating? What's cheating? Cards lasted for hours. If I thought the after dinner groaning was scary, the fights and the yelling while the family played cards was downright frightening! It got very loud, then very quiet, then very loud again. They said they were playing Pinochle. It sounded more like they were playing hockey!
Until next time. Boy, I LIKE Thanksgiving!

Monday, November 23, 2009

Music To My Ears

Today I got a music lesson. This is one of my maker's daughters. She plays the violin and she's very talented. She showed me her beautiful instrument and told me all about it's age and quality. She played some notes for me and had me listen for the ringing sound as she was tuning. I had so many questions! How does she know where the notes are? How does she know how to hold it? She must have heard me because she knelt down, took her violin and tucked it under my chin and showed me how she bows the strings. It sounded so lovely in my ears I almost cried! What a wonderful gift to be able to make music!
My maker has another daughter that plays a different instrument. This is a case for a cello. I tried to hide in it because I would really like to travel along with a cello. I'm much too large for a violin case, but can fit perfectly in a cello case. I am not sure if I'd like to be closed inside, however. It would be dark and I might get scared.
This daughter plays the cello. I didn't know I'd be brought into such a musical family. I am excited to hear them play over the next few weeks when they're home from college. My maker tells me that they practice a lot. I enjoyed sitting on the chair listening to the cello play. She moves her arms a lot and a few times I thought I'd be knocked onto the floor, but I was lucky. I think it's nice how we can share the chair. She sits on the end and I sit in the corner. I asked her some questions about her cello. What was she playing? How much does she have to practice? She was playing scales. Scales are exercises a musician plays to warm up her fingers and work on intonation. Intonation means playing all the notes in tune. A stringed instrument player has to move her fingers into the exact location on a string in order to be in tune. It takes a lot of work, both daughters said, and a lot of practice!
I look forward to hearing more! My ears were made for this!!
Until next time!

Wednesday, November 18, 2009

Caruthers Visits the Candy Store

So, you want to know what the best thing about being in this world is? The candy store! Yes! When I was first carried into the store I stuck my head out of the cloth bag I was in (too bad it was raining....I didn't see much of how I got there) and was struck by the array of colors of candy in the store. I thought I was in Heaven, if such a place exists for someone like me. This is me sitting on top of a couple jars of Jelly Belly jelly beans, surrounded by all these flavors. Oh my! I met a new friend, floating above me, the Jelly Belly mascot. He was nice. I hope I get to return to the store and talk with him again. Wow, did HE have some stories to tell!

My Maker sat me on the counter top for a while. This is where all the action is. My maker waited on customers, wrapped boxes of chocolates, filled orders, cleaned the floors and counters, and she even made popcorn, but I couldn't see that from where I was sitting. I could sure smell it though! Lots of people bought popcorn today. Being in that store made me wish I could try something to eat. I guess my maker doesn't think I'd like to actually eat something. I mean, why would she? However, I am not hungry, BUT I also have teeth. I met a sweet little girl named Clara today. She was a little afraid of me. That made me a little sad, but I know that her grandmother told her I am harmless. Clara carried a candy tarantula in her hand, and said she LOVED tarantulas. I looked at the spider and I thought it was a bit scarier than I was. Am I really that scary? Why would my maker maker me look scary?

Here I am with Todd. He's the boss of the store, my maker told me. He's very nice. He showed me how he makes these chocolate leaves. He pumped the chocolate from that funnel into the leaf mold. That table they're on shook and made noise like a jack hammer, maybe not as loud. The shaking gets the airbubbles out of the chocolate, he told me. I'll bet he would have let me taste the chocolate! Can you see me smiling? This is the happiest place on earth!
After my maker was finished with her work day she set me atop a box that was filled with candies for the upcoming Thanksgiving Holiday. I am excited to see this Thanksgiving. I am not sure what will happen. From what I've heard people saying around me is there is a lot of food. They eat a turkey and a lot of vegetables. I guess chocolate too. They play games and laugh all day. I look forward to that. Anyway, I sat in the box out in the open air because the rain had stopped. It was nice to feel the cool air on my fur.....Fur? I am not sure what I'm made of.
Until next time!

Tuesday, November 17, 2009

Rainy Day Friend

It's raining. I am sad because I do not go out in the rain. Oh, my maker assures me I wouldn't come to any harm if I got wet, but that it would be uncomfortable having to be dried in a clothes dryer. In a clothes dryer I would get very hot, and maybe even shrink. Shrink? What am I made of anyway that would shrink? I asked if I could air dry, you know, just sit around near a fan until I dried. But my maker explained something to me about how wet things, if not dried completely, could mold and smell. Well, that doesn't sound good to me. I certainly don't want to smell. So, here I sit by the window with a woeful feeling. Maybe tomorrow I'll get outside. My maker promised me a trip to the place where she works. I hope the weather is nice and I get to go.
After staring out the window for a while, watching and listening to the was quite peaceful, I'd never heard it maker called me upstairs to the room in which I was constructed. She came to find me when I didn't come, and found me by the window. "Oh, Caruthers," she said, "Sometimes it rains and it's actually a good thing." Someday I hope she'll tell me why. But she scooped me up in her arms and brought me to the room where a new friend was waiting. She sat us next to each other for this photo. I am smiling. Can you see me smile? I love having a new friend. My maker said he is a dog, and then spoke softly to both of us while she adjusted our arms and legs for our photo. Then she said my new friend would be headed to Luxembourg. I made her show me the country on a map. It's far away, but my maker said someone there really wanted a friend too. So, my maker created this friend for her friend. I guess we all want friends, don't we? After my maker left the room, the dog and I had a wonderful time. We ran about the room, jumped in the piles of fabrics, played hide and seek amongst the boxes and bins, and pulled all the ribbon off the spools. Of course, we cleaned it all up. She'd never know what we had done. We were, however, extra careful around the scissors.
Until next time we visit!

Friday, November 13, 2009

Out and About

I'm on my first adventure out in the world. I got to ride in a car with this belt across me. I am not tall enough for the shoulder strap, so I hope my maker is a good driver. I am just made of fluff so I probably wouldn't be hurt too badly if we crashed. The problem is that I could not see where we were going. The windows are placed too high for someone of my minimal stature. I sat in the car while my maker went into various stores. Again, I couldn't see anything out the window. But I smelled bread and felt the cool air rush past me when she opened the back door to load her purchases.
On the way home from the shopping trip, as I learned that's what my maker did, we stopped and I got to go outside and sit for a moment. Here I am in a corn field. Just after my maker snapped this photo I plunged to the earth, no worse for the wear. A little dirt, a few wisps of what lays on the ground. It was a glorious day outside, especially for one who has never been. There was a cool wind and the sound coming from the rustling corn was that of music to my ears. Much better than the singing furnace. This was peaceful, lulling. I wish I could have stayed.

Here I am sitting by a sign. You can get an idea of how small, or large, I am. The sun was shining on my face. Oh, I was happy. I wanted to get up and run, dart through the weeds like a dog. But, alas, my legs work about as efficiently as my hands. At least I don't need shoes.
Until next time. Please come back and visit.

Thursday, November 12, 2009

Caruthers Meets World

Here I am. This is me. I was sitting atop an ironing board in the room in which I was made. It's interesting in here. There are a lot of colors. Piles of stuff, fabrics, papers, boxes, some items my fluffy brain doesn't know what they are. My maker plopped me up here and told me to smile. She took my picture and told me I'd get to write about it, about what it's like to be here. I am not sure what to make of it. Everything is big. Bigger than I thought. I am finding typing to be interesting, since I have no fingers. It takes me a while.
I wonder what my maker will do with me tonight? Last night, my first night, I sat in this room, alone. It wasn't too frightening. There were some sounds and I tried to decipher them. All I came up with was some snoring and a loud furnace that sang in a high c minor all night. I admit, I was afraid to move. Actually, I am not even certain that I CAN move, except to type. So my hands work, apparently. I wonder what else I can do? I am so excited to see everything outside this room!

Wednesday, November 11, 2009

Introducing Caruthers P. Davenport

Testing, this thing on?
Hello, hello. My name is Caruthers P. Davenport. Please follow me on my adventures through my daily life. I will go on quests and hunts and frolic in the earthly bliss that is now my home. I was created over the past few days by a woman who loves music and art, loves to mold creatures with her bare hands and a sewing needle. She made me from scraps of this and that, patched a heart to my back and named me thus. You will see photos of me in many places, odd places, usual places, and I will tell you a story of these places. Perhaps I will make friends! I am so excited to make friends! Who am I, really? That is yet to be determined. As of now I am an image in your brain. I have not a profile, nor interests. However, all my mysteries will unfold over the next weeks and months....possibly years. Who knows? What will I look like? What will you think of me? Want to come along for the ride?