The Talewagger

The Talewagger started Talesetc.com in 2000 when the website that hosted his and other writers' work closed down. due the owner giving up. Within months he was inundated with stories and poems from other writers keen to have their writings read. After deciding not to carry advertisements and concentrate on quality the monthly number of readers soared. This is not a professional money-making setup and all costs are paid for by the Talewagger, who is retired and lives in Kent, England.
479 articles written by The Talewagger

If you are expecting a cute article about how wonderful dogs are and how we couldn’t live without their companionship and lovability you should move on to the next article.

I have no use for the fur bags that live around us. Since I live in the land of dogs and I assume it is in style to at least own a couple of dogs I, on the other hand, would rather chew off my right arm and especially dislike their existence.

The basis of my disdain for this specific life form covers many areas. First of all there favorite activity is to bark. They bark all the time whether it is to simply clear their heads or scare the hell out of anyone who dares walk by.

The people passing usually don’t mind because they are usually walking their own four-legged freak. The stereo sound of dogs drill through my head like a jackhammer does to our urban neighbors. Continue Reading →

Why do I prefer dogs to cats? It’s simple really, dogs have masters while cats have servants. Dogs want to love and please you, while cats want you to please them.

Out of the blue, because I had done a favour for someone, I was offered a puppy. I was sitting and talking to the person’s sister when a black Labrador wandered into the room. It came across to me and sat on my left foot. I stroked it and the woman said “I see you like dogs”.

I told her that my mother always had one by I hadn’t got one. As we were talking a puppy wandered in, saw that its mother was sitting on my left foot and sat on right foot. The woman said “She obviously likes you, do want it? I told the woman I wasn’t expecting it and obviously hadn’t discussed it with my wife and children. The woman then added “If they didn’t want it, you can give it back to me”.

On the half-hour drive home, I sat the unexpected gift on my lap. She quickly settled down and fell asleep. Unfortunately for me, by the time we reached home she had wet on me. It was not a good start but with the sorry look on her face and the wagging of her tail I had no choice but to forgive her. Continue Reading →

“What did you do in college?” Chuck Willard asked. Martin Sullivan gave a wry grin. “I was a grade grubber. I really didn’t have much time for dates. All I could think of was the degree. Graduate school was even worse. I had the reputation of being a brilliant student. Actually, I had to work my tail off, and I didn’t have time for anything else.”

Chuck was a senior engineer in the Engineering Department and had been an enormous help to Martin during the six months that he had been working for the city. They had soon become friends, and Chuck had had him out to the Willard home several times. It was probably those visits that did more than anything else to convince Martin he was missing out on an important part of life.

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Mr. Trump can you tell me what my grandchildren’s lives will be like? I never thought I would be concerned about their futures but everything I used to know and believe seems to be changing.
It is probably my fault because I decided to be a teacher and teachers simply don’t make much money. I should have thought about their futures and how I could help their futures by making money instead of attempting to make a legacy.
I thought they could make their own decisions in their lives to become what they wanted to become but without my help this concept is falling into the impossible.
Mr. Trump can you tell me what my grandchildren’s lives will be like? Every year for my past forever I’ve looked forward to the spring when I could plant a garden filled with flowers and vegetables that would last me deep into the winter.

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There are homeowner, rental and condo owning people. This is very close to red wine vs. white wine people without the talent of fixing things involved. I’ve owned a home for the past 40 years and I clearly understand a hammer is not my best friend. Since I have no choice, I do my best to keep the house standing.

The other day my wife and I were enjoying a quiet evening of TV and some wine. The evening couldn’t have been more relaxing. This almost Zen-like mode came to an abrupt end when we heard our first chirp. I knew exactly what it was because it happens every time the batteries in our smoke alarms run out.

I told my wife to relax and then proceeded to get a 9-volt battery from our large kitchen drawer. Everyone on this planet has one of these drawers that contain everything one could ever need and some stuff you will never use. Actually I was proud of myself because I actually had a 9-volt battery that was still in date.

I then proudly brought the battery to our TV room, opened the side of the smoke alarm, replaced the battery and then poured my wife and I a second glass of wine. A few minutes later we heard another chirp. I was confused and my wife gave me that, “really” look that I’ve grown accustomed to. Continue Reading →

At the top of Siachin glacier, sitting outside their igloos, Indian army officers and soldiers measured the depths of their patriotism with sacks of frozen enemy corpses. The sun didn’t foster life there, gasoline did. They lived in a world where the only recourse was vengeance, fueled by an insatiable lust for blood.

Major Jaswant despised these games and had his sights set on retirement. He had dozens of subordinates, but he preferred the company of Lt.Sharma and Lt.Arun. They made him feel young.

From their position atop the glacier, Jaswant and his two comrades watched a contingent of Pakistani soldiers. The sun brightened the ice while the Indian soldiers relaxed as minutes of ceasefire stretched into hours.

The stench of death clung to the freezing winds and they reveled in it. Continue Reading →

Our nation is obviously split apart into two political camps. We’ve been suffering through this reality for too many years. On the left are people fighting for a large government that will take care of its people. On the right are people fighting for a smaller government whose primary task is “America First”. This is obviously simplistic but it is the basis of everything that is wrong with our nation.

I’ve been accused of being a wild – eyed liberal leftist whose primary ideas are based around far left progressive concepts that will bankrupt all of America and push it into a zombie like economy in which no one can advance. I always thought I was a left of middle conservative whose beliefs are based on Constitutional Law and fiscal responsibility.

I believe Donald Trump placed anyone who did not entirely follow his ideas into a group he calls wild – eyed liberal leftists. After he won the election he spoke to the nation stating he wanted to unify a divided country. After viewing his rally from Pennsylvania I assume he gave up on this concept. Continue Reading →

Tthere are good days and then, of course, there are Bad Days. Now I am not overly prone to bad days but I do feel personally that my bad days are the worst. So, before you say anything, let me tell you how bad my bad days are. (Loosens his collar Rodney-Dangerfield style).

I can tell you I get no respect around here! So listen up and you will be able to go about your wonderful life miserably happy. It all started with the alarm clock; which is to say, was flashing 12 o’clock when I woke up. You know what that means, your already one minute late for work because someone at The Electric Company fell asleep at the controls, and sent power surges thru your electric lines.

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1984, was a good year for me,or at least those parts I can still remember. I was a healthy 34 years old and working my way up the American Dream by owning multiple businesses with my wife and watching my beautiful daughter grow ever more beautiful.

Ronald Reagan was our president and, even though I was not a big fan, I had faith in the man who was Governor of California and had an overwhelmingly positive charisma that gave people a positive view on the future of their nation and family.

One thing I never thought I would do, or have the capacity to do, was go back to a date I had already survived. It is so much different now. I never had a problem with my skin but with today’s political realities I look at an image of my face filled with blemishes.

Gone is the excited light in my eyes filled with hope and pride. Most would say this is caused by age. I believe it is caused by the “1984” philosophy of Donald J. Trump. Many of my friends have replaced an excitement for the future with a despair that we will never be able to come back to where we used to be. Continue Reading →

Wwith our new administration, it is obvious our schools are going to change. I don’t believe it will be a change for the better but rather changes back to our past.

I’m not saying this is a good or bad thing because as elders of our society we didn’t turn out weak or poor. Can our new standards produce the same results?

As a retired schoolteacher and now substitute teacher I approach the school year with hope and enthusiasm. Yet a new teacher, even a substitute, can be a traumatic thing.

Just last week I noticed a particular young man, sitting in the front row, who looked absolutely terrified. A small, clean cut young fellow in a crisp white shirt and neatly pressed black pants, I guessed he was the apple of his mother’s eye.

Hoping to put him at his ease I asked him if there was any particular problem that was bothering him on his first day in my class.

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