New Word for the Day

By Jim Hagarty

It’s fine being a creative writer and all.

For those in close proximity of a creative writer, however, it can get a bit tiresome.

For example, our cats have a habit of chowing down too quickly, then clawing their way onto the living room carpet and upchucking.

This, of course, calls for a new word to describe the experience.

Hence: Barfullawfulloffen.

Now I need a new word to describe the reaction of the family members who have been subjected to my new word all morning.

Brain don’t fail me now.

Author: Jim Hagarty

I am a 72-year-old retired journalist, busy recovering from a lifelong career as an unretired journalist. This year marks a half century of my scratching out little fables about life. My interests include genealogy, humour and music. I live in a little blue shack in Canada and spend most of my time trying to stay out of trouble. I am not that good at it. I also spent years teaching journalism. Poor state of journalism today: My fault. I have a family I don't deserve, a dog that adores me, and two cars the junk yard refuses to accept. My prized possessions include my old guitar and a razor my Dad gave me when I was 14 and which I still use when I bother to shave. Oh, and my great-great-grandfather's blackthorn stick he brought from Ireland in the 1850s. I have only one opinion but it is a good one: People take too many showers.