Carin SpottedEagle
Bio
After 4 decades inside insurance pension marketplace. Emerges creative and technical writer. Loves dogs and exotic birds. Enjoys travel, cooking exotic gourmet food and adventure in unique settings. Working on environmental comedy film
Stories (2/0)
the Last DNA
Some swim with dolphins we prefer swimming with swordfish spoken by teacup chihuahua, primary investigator currently in charge of Philadelphia unit since 2006. The one thing unique about his career he has mastered ability to sniff out DNA. It all began when the daughter of his owner was visiting and decided to take Mr. Jolly for a urban neighborhood walk. This often happened on her visits. Mr. Jolly enjoyed her because she was like a modern day Mr. Dolittle who Mr. Jolly could telepathically communicate. He felt she understood the language skills of the four legged and the winged ones. On this particular visit the daughter walked in a different direction they we usually strolled. I liked her because she never put a leash on me so t was feee to sniff and take my time. At one point, I pee’d on some balled up paper discarded on the sidewalk. My Human asked me why did I do that? Pee on the trash? I responded ‘it’s not suppose to be there’. She replied’don’t you know someone eventually will have to pick that up and place it in the trash?’ I just wagged my tail as I said in a gruff voice: “that’s right it’s only the same person always littering… in this neighborhood it’s two or three people always throwing trash on the ground… and I can prove it”. I remember her response as if she said it yesterday. “How are you going to do that?” Mr. Jolly cleared his throat and said”with your help I’m gonna sniff out all the trash starting out with this first piece and you’re gonna help me isolate and store them, okay?” At that point she opened the locket on my collar and my research proceeded. It took an additional hour walk for the gathering of all the items careless dropped on the ground. My Human while wearing rubber gloves faithfully dropped each item into a bag. It was after our first walk I explained to my Human the feint of the four legged and winged ones message to the two legged about how they manage and mismanage their trash, litter and blight, globally. How it’s rumored this blight issue in urban communities is the lead cause of health ailment, power failures and decline of Nations. Astonished the Human agreed to assist Mr. Jolly and decided to see what this project may disclose. First, Mr Jolly tells Human it’s the two legged who corrupts this planet with waste and plastics. The four legged and winged ones have watched for some time two legged (the Human) just not care about how they take of Our Mother, the Earth! The two legged enjoy purchasing products manufactured and packaged. Once opening they simply discard outer wrappings anywhere. This is the demise for others. A demonstration of not caring or concern for the environment. What two legged doesn’t seem to understand their carelessness gives rise to destruction of the planet. They don’t see how these acts of pollution gives rise to the need for war and violence within blighted neighborhoods. The two legged perpetrators of blight litter and trash often leave in neighboring communities they don’t live. This costs the good people of that community were trash, debris and litter are left internal anger, rage or at least disappointments. It forces the children to walk through it daily and creates insensitivity to the way life looks. It garners insects, rodents, attracts more trash and litter to be dropped. It’s a horrible cycle and the cause for Earth inhabitants to die young. Mr. Jolly teaches blight, litter and trash is the primary cause for basis of inflammation. As the locket moves back snd forth on Mr. Jolly’s collar it’s starting to make more sense to his Human. The end of a civil world. As each return visit the Human walked Mr. Jolly so he could continue to sniff out DNA. Turned up three primary litter culprits with three sept holding boxes where there litter was placed.
By Carin SpottedEagle3 years ago in Futurism
the Last DNA
How did we get to… the Last DNA the child asked? Rachael began with according to legend early in the 21 st century a teacup chihuahua named Mr. Jolly deemed first to bring it to the attention of a Human. Mr. Jolly telepathically stated ‘what Humans call DNA four legged and those with wings calls it scent’. Yep! It’s that simple and how it all began.
By Carin SpottedEagle3 years ago in Earth
