Author Archives: Suzi Walls

Walzie’s birthday was last week. He claims that he’s glad he’s not as old as I am because then he’d be over the hill. Well, I’ve got news for him; he done tripped over that hilltop long ago. Anyway, nine … Continue reading →

When the Lord made Walzie, I think he used Noah’s mold. No, Walzie can’t build a boat; but he does collect animals…live species or dead, doesn’t matter. Our entire thirty-some year relationship has been shared with hundreds of animals. Now, … Continue reading →

Have you ever had to go so badly that it felt as if your tummy was going to burst? And what if you were way beyond any public restrooms? What then, dodge behind the nearest tree? Well, what if there … Continue reading →

There’s nothing cuter than a baby goat. Well, okay, maybe a baby pig, but that’s another story. Let’s talk goats. Maybe we don’t have a farm and maybe Walzie’s true name is not Noah, but we’ve crammed nearly every animal … Continue reading →

As Walzie charged through the door, the sickening sweet smell hit him like a flyswatter on a wasp. He slammed his lunch pail on the counter and leaped the basement stairs two at a time. Stopping just short of the … Continue reading →