Her rules are really easy:
1. Grab the Pondering with a Purpose Badge (in her sidebar)
2. Look at the week's prompt
3.
Post something on your blog that relates to the prompt - it can be a
story, a poem, a picture -- anything you want it to be.
4. Go back here and add the URL from your post to the linky list on Brenda's.
5. Go check out the other bloggers who have added their links to the list.
6. AND most of all.... Have fun!
This Week's prompt:
Leash
When I think of the word leash, I immediately get a picture of my dog, Kimmy in my head. I pick up the leash and she turns into a "puppy." She prances, she dances, she can't wait to get to the door! I'm not real good at walking her during the winter months but I try to when it's warm out. It doesn't take long for her to expect to go for a walk every night. Normally she's a dog who comes in every night, demands her treat (a hot dog), takes it and goes right back outside. Not once she thinks there may be a walk coming. She comes in the garage door and heads straight for the kitchen door. I reach for the leash and she starts prancing.
I've seen people "leash" their kids and I'm just not sure how I feel about that. I understand the thought behind it but somehow it just seems wrong to me.
Sometimes I have to put a leash on my mouth or get a leash on my anger - but I don't think of the word that way very often. In fact, I had to consult wikipedia this morning to see some more meanings and here are some that I didn't know:
Among hunters, a collection of three hares ("a brace and a half" or tierce) or three creatures of any kind, especially greyhounds, foxes, and deer, is called "a leash".
Key leashes and lanyards are used to keep the keys attached to handbags.
So there you have it - I learned something today!
