Not "Spook-Proof"

Blogging Friends.... Thank-you from the depth of my heart for all of your sweet comments!! What an incredible Community I have!! You are all so awesome!! The other day's Blog post was very, very emotional for me to write, so support from such wonderful Friends is nice....

As for writing Robert Downey Jr.? I think I'm going to partake in such a task!! I am freaking out!! After all, that will be far more meaningful--and less permanent--than having "It's a... terrible privilege" tattooed on my left forearm!! Correct? Besides. Heedless of contrary opinion, Robert Downey Jr. lacks self-esteem!! He always has. Thus, according to my "Sherlock Holmes at heart" sense of observation!! Which, is sometimes accurate!! Perhaps I can touch Robert Downey Jr. emotionally through my letter, and make that former "bad boy" cry....? Hmmm....

I am not "spook-proof". Wait. What? Spook-proof. Last year, I read the 2012 American Girl Of Today books. In them, there was this horse "character" named Dusty who was not spook-proof. Meaning that some items--such as a simple plastic bag--could frighten him. And, eventually, one did!! I am not "spook-proof". Nope!! Not when it involves minuscule eight-legged creepy-crawly spiders. Or nighttime ebony darkness. And I am definitely not "spook-proof" when somebody unexpectedly sneaks up on me!! At. All!! During such occasions as that, I usually scream first, then angrily snap at whoever snuck up on me!! I am bad!! But. I am working against that shortcoming!! And, it is one which my youngest brother has helped me overcome. Purposefully!! And, apparently, so has Rose!! Because, every time somebody walks in our front door. Or when the UPS deliveryman drops off a package. Every time Rose hears some car door slam shut. She barks ferociously. Then I leap out of my skin and scream!! However, one night it was different. Very different. I was in our "girl's bathroom". Then I stepped out the door. And, to my utter surprise, there was Rose!! "Dancing" in the hall. Because she, too, had to go!! My reaction? I screamed, of course!! Then, I said: "You. Scared. Me!! Do you need outside?" Still "dancing", Rose compete against my scream with a little "Beagle" bay, as if answering the question!! But, I already knew her answer. I linked Rose's red leash, and, because it was pitch-dark out, walked through our backyard alongside my mutt. Perhaps someday, I will be "spook-proof". Or not....