[BRINDLEKIN TALES – Book 3: Chapter 11]
Re: Such a glorious pic!
From: Zeke Krahlin
To: My Dear Wattson
Date: March 23, 2021 1:15 PM
> That is a truly great picture. Eloquent in so many ways. Even the grubby old rug looks magical.
This is the work of a greater spirit than myself…for I never had any intention of creating such a masterful tableau.
> Perked ears, the curving Jungian-archetype staircase
Yes, “Jungian,” very much so. I think of it as Flaco looking down through the tunnel of time, or upon the vast world of which she is but an infinitely minuscule speck, yet SO important in spite of that…maybe she’s actually the CENTER of it all. And the lighting is superb, condensing around her head like a halo…she’s about to step into the light!
> and an optical illusion: it’s not hard to imagine that she’s at the BOTTOM of an M.C. Escher sort of staircase.
Or she’s a mini-minotaur who suddenly stumbled upon the labyrinth’s exit!
But once again, I’m kicking myself for yet another lost opportunity regarding my homemade videos. For I had recorded a full-length stroll with the pups, totaling around 22 minutes. After going through them, I thought the only thing “special” about it was that scene where Lucky joyfully squirms on his back in wild abandon. And that IS indeed a magnificent little clip, which I have preserved on Youtube, entitled “Lucky’s Playful Nature.”
However, after permanently deleting the rest of those “stroll” videos, I realized I had shot three or four scenes of Lucky kicking up the dust and dirt with his chunky hind legs…so cute! Had I not been reckless in deleting those videos, I’d’ve now had a priceless string of clips to splice together and upload as a single video to delight the world. So once more I must depend on my Lizard Guardians to have captured those scenes, that they may restore them for posterity. And so it shall be!
FYI, there remain four significant emails to you, that you may have not read yet…perhaps you inadvertently skipped over them, or DO plan to read them soon. So, in case they’ve eluded you thus far, here are the subject titles, that you may read them when you find the time:
“That would be a terrible thing…”
“I have it all figured out.”
“San Franshitsco is once again the murder capital of the world!”
“Now My Room is Pupless Again…”
If for some reason you can’t locate them in your emailbox, you will find them all contained within my latest chapter.
However, if you HAVE read them all, but choose NOT to comment on them, that’s perfectly fine with me! I just hope you at least did not miss out on my Nazi speculation, as explicated in the second email in that list above! Ha-ha.
My Brindlekin Trilogy is close to completion! Working on chapter 10 of Book 3 right now. Book One contains 19 chapters, Book Two 18, so I presume the final book will end with chapter 17. At least, that’s what My Cerebrally Scintillating Saurians from Sector Seventeen of the Sagittarius Star System tell me! Or as they so eloquently and telepathically put it:
“Hissssssss!”
> For the past couple of years, I’ve been getting paid steadily by a guy back east to write his novel for him. He’s in awe of what I’ve done with his fascinating life story. He tried to do it himself, but the resulting manuscript was beyond clumsy and amateurish. Through a series of serendipitous propinquities, the manuscript first came to me as a mere “editing” job (a good, relatively easy way for me to earn $$); I saw that it was hopeless, rewrote a couple of chapters, sent them off. He was in awe of what his story turned into in the hands of a talented professional, and so he said: Why don’t you just re-write the whole thing? I’ll pay. So that’s what I’ve been doing. And I’ve really dug it–the project is WAY worthy of my talents and has been a first-rate creative romp for me.
SO glad to hear that, Wattson…that just made my day!
> And get this–the guy’s son is a comedian and movie maker with all sorts of connections to TV, film, etc. So that could be good for me down the line, too.
DOUBLE made my day!
> Am trying to get a draft off to him by the end of the month, so that’s the “deadline” I’m under.
Break a leg! Do not, I repeat, DO NOT spend any time on my emails if they in any way would hamper your ability to MEET that deadline.
BTW, Deek just called to me again from across the void (a.k.a. “Market Street”). He asked for dog food, and a bowl to hold water…he said that’s all he wants right now. Again, he was hassle free…and the pups happy, healthy and joyful as always. Yay!
But that explains why, about four or five paragraphs up, your scrolling down the missive suddenly turned sluggish, because I had stepped out for a few moments. :D
At any rate, I caught it on video, which turned out to be VERY important, because the pooches were off-leash and ran up to two OTHER dogs strolling by with owners in tow. Both of mutts got up close and personal like, barking up a bit of a storm, but nary a nip from all parties involved!
Further PROOF that while they might bark, they definitely do NOT bite! That piece will be uploaded to my channel later today.
– Zeke Krahlin-Holmes
Subject: SHE WAS IN HEAT WHEN I HAD HER!!!
From: Zeke Krahlin
To: My Dear Wattson
Date: March 23, 2021 4:01 PM
And THAT, My Dear Wattson, is THE most significant reason why the pups were in my charge for a time. I wasn’t even THINKING about that aspect when I assumed ownership. Otherwise, Deek may inDEED have attempted to make her pregnant. It will NOT happen, ever, now, because at this point he knows FULL WELL I would NOT stop at preventing such a tragedy, even if it meant carting him off to jail and placing the dogs up for adoption. For if the SPCA knew I lived in just a single room, they might DENY me the privilege, even though they’d be MUCH better off than on the streets, or with anyone else.
– Zeke K-Holmes
Re: SHE WAS IN HEAT WHEN I HAD HER!!!
From: Zeke Krahlin
To: My Dear Wattson
Date: March 23, 2021 4:52 PM
> She could go into heat again at any time. Dangerous for her, for everybody!!!
Three or four times a year for small dogs! She last went into heat in late January, so at four times per year, she’s due again in late April. If three times, then it would be late May. Regardless, it IS serious. However, Deek seems to have a better sense now, of their well-being. Sad to dwell on this, but in a very real way, it might be best to find him dead on the streets, where I can whisk the dogs back home. THEN I’d only have to deal with the building manager’s perverted hostility. SOMEthing has to give in my favor…and very soon. BTW, here’s a better glimpse of Kevin, just eight seconds long. Following on his heels is our handyman, Jose.
Re: Just FYI… SHE WAS IN HEAT WHEN I HAD HER!!!
From: Zeke Krahlin
To: My Dear Wattson
Date: March 23, 2021 5:22 PM
> From an article about doggie abortion. Not particularly practical in this situation, I know, but interesting to know it’s possible:
>
>”If you suspect your dog has only mated in the last 22 days, then an injection of Alizin, an antiprogestagenic compound can be given which will terminate the growing cluster of cells inside your dog. If given this early in the pregnancy it will be 100% effective. It can also be administered later on in the pregnancy, but it is less likely to be as effective.”
>
> Read more at: https://wagwalking.com/wellness/how-to-prevent-dog-pregnancy-after-mating
Yes, that IS good to know, thanks. But I’m sure the treatment would be rather expensive. Be that as it may, I will see if Deek volunteers to declare he will NOT get her pregnant. Otherwise, I’ll have to confront him about this. Which of course will likely blow up in my face…he’ll stay away from me…thus forcing my hand to IMMEDIATELY report him for animal abuse. In which case, I will hopefully have a video recording of his refusing to agree to not get her knocked up. Including possible lunatic ranting to seal the deal.
However, he may outwardly AGREE to my ultimatum, only to appease my concern…without actually following through, and getting her pregnant anyway. My fear is that he has this fantasy about starting his OWN puppy mill on the streets, those dollar signs going “ka-ching, ka-ching” in his deluded dreams.
Jeez! Yet another monstrous threat looms ahead in my life! So should I worry? NO, absolutely not. This is is yet another bodhisattva tempering of the spirit. The amazing thing about Flaco is that, when I gazed upon her nestled in that hole she dug across the street, wondering if I’ll ever see her again:
She looked upon me with joy, and I got this message: “Do not WORRY, Zeke, everything will work out great. You will NEVER lose me, and I will ALWAYS be fine.”
That was back in October 30th, and look at all the adventures that have since ensued! Surely I will be spared from any further trials!
– Zeke K-Holmes
Subject: Found ’em!
From: Zeke Krahlin
To: My Dear Wattson
Date: March 23, 2021 9:08 PM
You will be glad to know I have recovered those video scenes of Lucky strutting his stuff with his chunky hind legs, after a good poop or pee! Thought I lost ’em when I deleted a slew of recordings, but, no, I did not, thank Artemis.
This is in reference to a previous email you might not have read yet…so, sorry if this post was a tad confusing.
– Zeke K-Holmes
Re: Oops. Here it is:
From: Zeke Krahlin
To: My Dear Wattson
Date: March 23, 2021 9:22 AM
> [closeup image of cat’s paw]
An exquisite work of nature’s art! I could meditate on that for hours…and I just might.
Subject: Deek called me on the phone for the first time, last night…
From: Zeke Krahlin
To: My Dear Wattson
Date: March 24, 2021 9:53 AM
…and guess what his first words were. (Hint: it was a question, and right after midnight; the date is also significant.)
Re: Deek called me on the phone for the first time, last night…
From: Zeke Krahlin
To: My Dear Wattson
Date: March 24, 2021 12:12 PM
> Hey, man, did the $1400 come yet?
Nailed it, good doctor.
It was our very first phone conversation! Too bad it was so sour, though. Here’s how it went down:
–begin:
"Did the stimulus check arrive?" I of course told him no it didn't, sorry. Then he griped, "You'll probably never get it." "That's not true," I replied, "It WILL show up, eventually." "You should check every day," he advised. "No I shouldn't, they come in weekly batches. so the next deposit will arrive...guess when...a week from today." "You still might not get it." "Right, but we've been through this before, twice. And each time you kept whining almost every day that it won't show up, or I already got it, and I'm playing you. Then, finally, it showed up and I gave you half the amount." "No I didn't." "Well, whatever, you'll just have to hang in there." "Alright." "Give the doggies a hug for me!" "Okay." *click*
–end
At least he’s holding onto his smartphone for a change. But these stimulus checks have been more a curse on my existence, than a blessing. Thanks to Deek’s miserable attitude, he’s sucked all the joy out of it. He’s a walking bullshit maker; anyone who gets near him is spider-webbed into pointless drama!
In addition to giving him half the stimulus, I’m going to make up for the weeks I stopped his allowance…after subtracting that $300 I gave him for purchasing the pups, which covers all of January. February’s payment owed is $240 (because 4 Sundays instead of 5), plus $60 for March, since I’ve already resumed his $60 weekly allowance starting last Sunday, plus gave him an additional $40 five days before that, to cover his smartphone expense. And $20 four days before THAT. So, the total he’s due is $1,000! And, he wants the entire $700 in one lump sum.
I already suggested he set aside a chunk of that for the pups, but he ignored me. Maybe I’ll tell him I’m gonna keep the additional $300 to spend on the doggos…he’ll probably scream “rip-off!” Having said all that:
His complete trust in my caring for the dogs again is impressive. He didn’t come running back early in the morning to collect them, but waited until late evening. I believe his demanding the pups back the previous day I had them over, TWICE, ON A RAINY DAY, was a test to see if I was good to my word: that I will no longer force him to get the police to intervene.
So I’m also not worried about him getting Flaco pregnant any more…as I think he now realizes the potential tragedy in doing so, and how that will ruin HIS life. Indeed, my threatening to call Animal Control for abuse and have them taken from him, also contributes to his concern. (I ALSO reminded him that OTHER dog lovers out there might decide to report him…and there are SCADS of canine worshippers in San Franshitsco!) And he KNOWS I’ll do it, because I already showed the guts to call the cops on him, as well as risk my own eviction and/or arrest, for the sake of Flaco & Lucky. Besides, Flaco WAS in estrus once before, when Deek had him, and he did NOT try to get her inseminated.
It is unlikely, therefore, he’ll use the doggies for leverage, as in not letting me have them until he gets that stimulus money. For he DID trust me with them, even though not expecting any allowance until that resumes in April. However, I surprised him with $60 last Sunday…told him I’ve decided to stretch a bill payment over the next four months, so I can start his allowance in the middle of THIS month. Though I prefer NOT to be in debt for anything, I’m making this one exception.
I’m actually NOT in debt; I made this up because I think it’s best to handle it this way. The COST of his foolish behavior has a steep price to it, so hopefully this will change him for the better. It seems to be working.
Whew! I am SO exhausted from playing Battle of the Bodhisattvas, and would prefer to fold up the gameboard, gather up the pieces, and just march away. However, the lives and happiness of two astounding little doggies are at stake…thus I remain vigilant.
– Zeke K-Holmes
Re: Here’s a bit of kitty porn to brighten your day:
From: Zeke Krahlin
To: My Dear Wattson
Date: March 24, 2021 12:56 PM
> I have a new phone with a kick-ass camera (had to buy it–old one obsolete and not working). Am having a lot of fun messing around with it.
I got the lovely cat-paw pic in your previous email, but it looks like your “kitty porn” pic did not get through…unless that’s it! BTW, I removed that hideous Youtube play button from my “Stairs” image, even though I first thought it was an enhancement to the levels of meaning. Maybe it was, but I think the final result is better.
I predict that it will be replicated in stained glass, among many other images and scenes around my life, when my “First Temple of Neo-Positivity” is erected. It will be a place of worship, meditation and camaraderie for all LGBTs and their allies. Those of any faith (or non-faith) will be welcome, and I will give sermons via Skype (as opposed to Zoom, because the word “Skype” is reminiscent of “sky god”), on a big screen just above (and a little behind) the Altar of Artemis. Instead of a communion wafer, each devotee shall receive a cinnamon flavored jumbo jelly bean. I suspect that my apartment building will be remodeled into just such a sanctuary. There will be a special adjunct to serve homeless people with pets. This, too, shall pass. Later this year.
– Zeke K-Holmes
Re: Here’s a bit of kitty porn to brighten your day:
From: Zeke Krahlin
To: My Dear Wattson
Date: March 24, 2021 1:37 PM
> I hope you’ll be doing an occasional human sacrifice!
Soylent red jelly beans…IT’S PEOPLE!
Re: Here’s a bit of kitty porn to brighten your day:
From: Zeke Krahlin
To: My Dear Wattson
Date: March 24, 2021 1:53 PM
> How to Serve Man.
The proof is in the pudding…or in Pedigree’s “Home Style Roasted Chicken, Rice & Vegetable Flavor in Gravy.”
> 100 handy crockpot recipes.
More like “crackpot” recipes, since that’s the main ingredient.
– Zeke K-Holmes
P.S.: You know this shit’s going into my book, don’t you? Kudos!
Subject: Stairs v.2.0
From: Zeke Krahlin
To: My Dear Wattson
Date: March 24, 2021 7:58 PM
Re: Stairs v.2.0
From: Zeke Krahlin
To: My Dear Wattson
Date: March 25, 2021 8:06 AM
> Beautiful!!!!!!!!
What also make the photo striking (either version) are the balance, composition, and sparse color palette…just three hues: blue, brown and white. Once I become famous–especially the reason for WHY I do–there will be artists coming up with different renderings of “Stairs,” some of which I will purchase to decorate my NEW home: a glorious old castle somewhere along the Scottish coastline…possibly high up in the northern quarters, where the wiverns play. Here’s a larger version.
It already LOOKS like an oil painting. The INNOCENCE of a dog looking out on all that…ETERNITY! And there are no walls, just light all around.
– Zeke K-Holmes
Subject: One thing led to another…
From: Zeke Krahlin
To: My Dear Wattson
Date: March 25, 2021 4:20 PM
…while figuring a better way to shoot video from my window to the far sidewalk. Since my spyglasses don’t have a zoom-in feature, I couldn’t record very well, Deek & pups from across Market Street. Which I tried earlier today. They were just too miniscule from that distance. I then thought to use my smartphone, but a moment later I recalled that I DO have a digital camera…a very nice one in fact. The Canon Power Shot. Though I’ve NOT used it for months. So I tested its video zoom, and voilà…excellent! But what’s extra nice about dusting off the old camera, is I discovered four night shots of Deek and Lucky from October 2019. This was before they acquired Flaco. And I really can’t imagine those two withOUT that lovely lady-pooch! Here’s one of those pics:
Re: One thing lead to another…
From: Zeke Krahlin
To: My Dear Wattson
Date: March 25, 2021 7:29 PM
> OMG, what a shot!!!!
That sweet pup on just a swatch of cloth laid out upon the cold, hard concrete..,yet faithful and loving through it all, never a yap or whine of complaint. The utter vulnerability sleeping right out there in the open, along a busy street populated by raving drunks, homeless lunatics and the fickle weather, often frigid at night from the gusty, ocean air.
You know, I’ve tried to speak to Boulevard Joe for months now, but he remains elusive. I did see him about a week ago, but with Deek. And it was pouring rain, so I had to let that moment go and speed the dogs back hovel. I want badly to inform him that, if anything should happen to Deek, such as an arrest or rush to the hospital, Flaco & Lucky should be promptly brought to me, not get lost in s shuffle and never seen again. That would be a tragedy, especially for the pups. I have no idea where I can track him down…perhaps I should take some walks between my hovel and Dolores Park tomorrow, or even over the next few days.
Well, I DID see him two months back, and a few weeks before that, but each time he acted like he’s avoiding me: always in a rush, gotta get somewhere. There is NO ONE else on the streets I can speak with as a friend!
At least my phone number, email and street address are now in Deek’s contact app. In fact, I’m the ONLY one in his contact app. The rest is up to the Fates, whom I trust with all my heart. For they have shown me so many wonders since Late October!
I have just published chapter 10 of book 3, which is a collection of my most recent brindlekin videos. The last in that list is my “doggy meal prep” piece, which includes more of those hilarious Reptilian blurbs scattered throughout. The thumbnails alone are brilliant…some of which I uploaded myself, because Youtube’s algorithm is not always up to snuff.
It’s called “The Next Next Chapter,” because the previous chapter is “The Next Chapter,” for want of a better title. But after naming it that, I thought it would be great to name ALL remaining chapters the same, with an extra “next” for each one until the book est fini. Assuming 17 chapters total, the last chapter will be titled “The Next Next Next Next Next Next Next Next Next Chapter.”
BRINDLEKIN TALES IS GONNA ROCK THE WORLD…AND VERY SOON! Don’t know HOW that’s gonna happen, or exactly WHEN, but surely through unconventional channels. It is a multimedia trilogy, that simply can NOT be converted into standard publication. Though it SHALL be, eventually, minus all videos, audio clips and pics. It’ll still be an outstanding three books, nonetheless, for the words alone carry the most weight and VERY important lessons for humanity. Though they are MY lessons first, conveying them via public domain will trigger incredible changes across the globe.
By then, EVERY CANIS FAMILIARIS ON THE PLANET will seek to be my guardian, and I, theirs! When you have Cerberus on your side nothing’s impossible! GROWRRR!
– Ezekiel Joseph Krahlin-Holmes
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