Will the Real Mrs. Flout Please Stand Up?

Will the Real Mrs. Flout Please Stand Up?

Mrs. Flout & Posse

I once lived in reality. I really did. Non-fiction features kept me focused on the real world at hand, at least until the next assignment.

But since I have become an author of a juvenile fiction series, everything has changed. And now I’m beginning to wonder, just who is leading who?

Back in 2007, my poodles became the subject for my series, with their slightly older and plumper owner, Mrs. Flout, loosely based on my personality. As my feature writing had kept me from the harsh reality that my poodles had their own world of adventures that I was too busy to notice, so Mrs. Flout is rarely aware, of the adventures that carry on all around her. When I stopped and watched a stolen steak bone caper that unfolded in my home, before my eyes, the wheels of progress began to turn. It tickled me and I wanted to tell this story to others. And that was when The Adventures of the Poodle Posse was officially born.

Now, in 2009, I find myself engaged in all sorts of interaction with the current poodle posse. Some of it is quite ordinary; some of it, well, maybe a bit questionable. For example, just the other day, my senior redhead, Daisy, looked sad to me, as she lay on the leather sofa. Her younger, bouncier brother, Bobby, was going for his usual robust walk. But Daisy’s blindness, old age and ailments keep her frozen in fear, and unable to walk on a leash any longer. So, a lightbulb moment: I’ll tuck Miss Daisy into a large tote bag, throw it over my shoulder and take her along. She loved it. She poked her little face up toward the sun, as we doddled along the walking path. I had to make a few explanations to neighbors, as to why I had a poodle in my purse. That would have bothered me a few years ago. But now, it just made me chuckle. Am I that crazy dog lady that everyone reads about in the paper, or knows in the neighborhood? Maybe. Am I based on Mrs. Flout or is she based on me? I don’t know. All I do know is that I made an old gal happy. And those messages of care, love and hope told through the lens of funny situations, are the essence of what I want to tell through each and every one of my stories containing Woody, Archie, Daisy, Bobby and Mrs. Flout.

Well, I’ve gotta get up now. Time for a walk.

2 Comments

  1. Ruth Carlson said,

    June 6, 2009 at 11:50 am

    Chrysa aka Mrs. Flout
    Is that story about Daisy going to apear in your next book?

    Ruth

    • CHRYSA SMITH said,

      June 6, 2009 at 6:54 pm

      WELL, I DON’T KNOW. SHE APPEARS ON THE SCENE AS A PRINCESS, AND IN FULL GLORY IN THE NEXT BOOK. SO, IT WOULD SEEM PROPER TO HAVE A PRINCESS CARRIED IN A PURSE, CORRECT? WELL, PAT’S PICTURES OF DAISY ARE PRICELESS: CROWN, RHINESTONE COLLAR, PURSE….LONG EYELASHES….THIS IS SUCH FUN.


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