Since living in the jungle here in Mexico
I’ve heard many sounds and calls of nature…
Animals, birds, and insects…
But the strangest sound of all?
Me…
While I have to capture and release…
Or sometimes KILL…
Something that either crawls into my home…
Or my cat, Indie brings in as a gift…
Bats, mice, geckos, lizards,
Toads, frogs, birds…
Snakes, spiders, and scorpions.
And with each confrontation…
I hear myself let out sissy yowls & screeches.
But the sissiest sound of all…
Came out of me the other day.
You see…
There’s a jaguar roaming the jungle…
A mom with two cubs.
Aw, cute you might say…
Well, not for the doggies and kitties it’s been killing.
So with that visual spinning in my head…
The other night…
When I opened to door to call my cat inside…
A large four-legged body…
Bounded up my patio steps right at me!
AHHHHYGAWWEEEENOOOJEEEEZENOOOO.
Well, something like that…
Because there are no words or letters in the alphabet…
To describe that sissy sound I made…
As I slammed the door…
Before whatever beast it was got in my house.
As my heart calmed down…
And my breathing slowed…
I realized…
Oh, hahaha…silly me…
It was the neighbors dog, Moira…
Who I sometimes feed.
But to defend my sissiness…
She’s a BIG doggie…
A rottweiler/great dane mix.
So, to all you writers out there…
If you were to write a scene…
Where you or a character…
Was going to be attacked by a jaguar….
What word or letters would you use…
To describe the noise?
And…
Ever let out a sissy sound? Why?
Always, Em-Musing
8 comments:
You probably scared that poor dog to death! Glad it wasn't the jaguar though.
I've never let out a sissy sound, or at least I don't admit to having ever let one out.
That's my story and I'm sticking to it.
I don't think any sound would've escaped my lips at that point.
Around here it's the pumas and coyotes eating the smaller critters. Last time I made a sissy sound I was on a ride-along with my little brother, a cop, and we were flying down the highway after someone, going incredibly fast, and some idiot who obviously wasn't paying attention to the siren and flashing lights, came over into the fast lane right in front of us. I sort of squeak-gasped three times in a row. My brother calmly steered into the median and around the jackass, who, unbelievably, never seemed to notice and continued easing all the way into the lane. Either that or they did it on purpose, but it all smacked of more brainless than purposeful. Thank goodness for defensive driving techniques taught to cops! And the cool head of my brother. Had it been someone untrained it likely would have been a horrific accident.
Shannon at The Warrior Muse
Glad you're OK...and that incident warranted a sissy sound.
I hope I never see a scorpion in my home.
yikes, I'd make a sissy sound like that too. Normally my sissy sounds arise if I see a roach... shudder.
I would have been speechless - and terrified.
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