Monthly Archives: November 2005

Gord sighed, his breath forming a brief mist in the crisp autumn morning.  The zoo was closed.  No visitors that day.  He wondered what he would do, for on days like this there was precious little to do.  Not that … Continue reading →

Gord smiled as his friend Cherie the thrasher flew into his home.  His smile quickly disappeared as he noticed the distraught look on her face. “Why, what’s wrong?” he asked. “Nothing,” she unconvincingly replied, her head down. Gord knew better.  … Continue reading →

It was a grey afternoon; one mottled with showers spaced just far enough apart to offer hope of their ending before the next one came along.  Gord the polar bear sat in the back of his home, looking out.  He … Continue reading →