Furwaggle Chapter 39

Chapter 39
Bug in the grass

Today we find our two friends, Wiggles and Fluffy walking across a grassy field toward the barnyard. Actually, Wiggles' walk is more of a waddle and Fluffy is jumping around trying to catch butterflies. Just as Fluffy landed after one of his unsuccessful leaps, there was a deep rumbling sound. Fluffy said to Wiggles, “Did you hear that?” All I hear is your snapping in the air”, replied Wiggles. “No, I mean that deep earth shaking-sound, like a train going by or a fast flying jet airplane”, explained Fluffy. With a chuckle Wiggles asked,” Now tell me Fluffy, have you ever seen a train or a jet airplane”? Sleeplessly Fluffy replied, “Well no, but I bet they make a lot of noise like I just heard". "Well, you let me know the next time you are on to one of those noisy fast movers and I will tell you what it really is”, remarked Wiggles.
Fluffy just shrugged his shoulders and shuffled his feet as he prepared for another butterfly leap. Again there came that deep rumbling sound but this time it was a voice saying, ”Watch it buster, you are about to step on me”. With a high pitch whimper, Fluffy jumped behind Wiggles looking for protection. Wiggles yelled at Fluffy, “Stop that whimpering so we can hear what is making that rumble”. Wiggles began to look around, and Fluffy stayed behind him. Then Wiggles spotted a little movement in the grass. This was unusual due to his very poor eyesight; he rarely saw anything, even his own feet. “There it is”, Wiggles said. Fluffy yelled, “Step on it, step on it, squash it”. Wiggles snapped back, “Do not be foolish, it is just a little creepy-crawly in the grass”. There came another deep rumbling voice from the grass, “I’m not a creepy-crawly, I’m a Bug and I do not want to be stepped on by either of you big-footed monsters”. With an apologetic voice Wiggles said, “Sorry little Bug, we just did not see you down there in the grass”. Back came the rumbling voice, “My name is not little bug, it is just Bug. And by the way, why can we talk and understand each other”? Wiggles puffed up his chest as he explained, “That is because you are in the fictitious dreamland called Furwaggle where animal’s can talk to each other”. Bug rumbled back, “I figured it was something like that”.
Wiggles then asked, “Tell us Bug where do you come from”? “Well”, Bug rumbled,” I’m just not sure. You see I was up in a tall tree, looking around, when this big gust of wind came along and swept me up. I was blown all over for days. I saw mountains, big lakes and rivers as I was carried along by the wind. I even saw some really big forest. Then today the wind died down and I was dropped into this grassy field. So not only don’t I know where I come from I don’t know where I’m at”. Indignity Fluffy shot back, “Wiggles told you, you are in Furwaggle”. “Yes, but where is that”, rumbled Bug. This time Fluffy puffed up his chest as he explained, “Well, it starts over there and it ends way over there”. All the time pointing with his finger and waving his hand about. “Well, now that I know all that, just how do I get out of here and go on my way”, asked Bug in his normal rumble. “Well”, replied Wiggles, “I figure it should take you about ten or twenty years to walk to the edge of Furwaggle. That is if you don’t stop and talk so much. Then you could fly on the wind like you came here”. “Ok, do you have any big trees around here”, asked Bug. Fluffy pointed across the field and said; “Sure, don’t you see right over there is a tall one at the edge of this field”. Again with a rumble Bug snapped, “I don’t see so well from down here”. With sarcasm Fluffy said, “Then you should either get yourself some seeing glasses or stilts”. Wiggles interrupted with, “Hold on you two, just how high can you jump Bug”? “Well, I can jump all over you that’s for sure”, said the rumbling Bug. Under his breath Fluffy muttered, “See, I told you we should have stepped on him”. Looking down at Bug he said, “Well then, jump up on my back and I will carry you over to the big tree”.
With a mighty jump Bug landed on Wiggles back and the three started off toward the big tree. It was a sight to see, Wiggles with his waddle, Bug hanging on to a bunch of feathers and Fluffy following behind. After a bit they all were at the tree. “Here we are”, remarked Wiggles. Bug said in his normal rumble, “Yes, from up here I can see. Now if you would just stand a little closer to the tree I will go about my business”. Wiggles moved a little and Bug did a big jump, landing on a low hanging branch. Then with a rumbling goodbye, Bug scampered up to the top of the tall tree. With awe Fluffy remarked, “For such a little fellow he sure can climb”. Just then Bug did a leap of faith and was picked up by a light breeze. The last Wiggles and Fluffy heard was a big rumbling, “Yahoo”, as the wind carried Bug out of sight.
“Ok, enough of this bug stuff. It must be time for dinner. With that the two headed back to the barnyard.
My tiny mind also takes wing from time to time.
Continued… (Maybe).
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Furwaggle Chapter 38

Chapter 38
Plumbing

It’s a bright and crisp morning as Wiggles makes his way across the barnyard toward the chuck house for breakfast. To some, like the ant colony over by the old trash heap, it may be a little on the cool side, but to Wiggles it was just right. “There was sure to be a lot of discussion about the weather over breakfast this morning”, thought Wiggles. For in this fictitious dreamland called Furwaggle animal’s talk to each other, even if it was just about unimportant things like the weather or politics.
Wiggles eyesight was not very good even with his eyeglasses. That’s the reason he doesn’t fly for the air force any more, but his hearing was very sharp. He could hear a pin drop a mile off, well at least across the barnyard. This morning Wiggles had been hearing a lot of sniffling and mumbling ever since he had come out of the barn. He was pretty sure who it was making such sounds; no one else could make that high pitch whimper.
Sure enough when Wiggles got to the chuck house there sat Fluffy on the chuck house porch cry into his fur. “What’s the matter Fluffy, got another thorn in your paw”, asked Wiggles? “Oh no, it’s worst than that, the chuck house is closed and it’s not going to be open all day”, whimpered Fluffy. Then with a higher pitch whine he went on, “I’ll starve, that’s what I’ll do, just starve”. “Yes I can see that could be a problem, but why do you think that the chuck house is not going to open for breakfast”, asked Wiggles. “Well for one thing the door is closed and there is a big sign that says closed”, whined Fluffy. “If the pitch of his whine gets any higher my ears are going to pop, thought Wiggles. In an attempt to figure out what Fluffy was saying and to get his hearing back Wiggles asked, “and just where is this sign you’re talking about”? Pointing over his shoulder Fluffy mumbled, “Right there on the locked chuck house door”. Wiggles walked up the steps to the chuck house porch and then on forward until his beak was pressed against the sign on the door. Now he could read the notice that had caused Fluffy to panic. “Yep, you are right Fluffy. It says right here that the chuck house will be closed all day. It states that it is due to some kind of a plumbing problem. But it also says in small print that food will be served over in the apple orchard next to the barnyard all day today and ever one should get there early before Fluffy eats everything”, Wiggles said with a little chuckle. Fluffy jumps up and asked, “Did it say that about me”? “Naw, I just made that part up about you”, laughed Wiggles. “It does sound like there is a real problem, pipes busted, sink leaking and water coming out of the stove”, remarked Wiggles. As Wiggles walked back over the porch steps, Fluffy pronounced, “Anything to do with water is a sure enough problem”.
Just then there was a banging and a screech as the chuck house door began to squeak open. Once fully opened, there stood little Benedict Arnold mouse, the head chef of the chuck house. In his normal high pitch voice Benedict said, “Hello boys. Are you going to just sit around or will you go over to the apple orchard for breakfast?” Not waiting for another invite Fluffy replied with, “I'm off to where the food is.” With that Fluffy was on a dead run.
Wiggles ask Benedict, “How is the repair coming along?” “Well”, answered Benedict, “Squirrel, the maintenance man told me that most everything is about done except the water coming out of the stove. This seems to be puzzling him. Guess he never seen a stove with running water before.” “Oh well”, said Wiggles, “think I will head over to the orchard before Fluffy eats everything up.”
My tiny minds eye has never seen a stove with running water either.
Continued… (Maybe).
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Furwaggle Chapter 37

Chapter 37
Rain

In the real world there is rain. Some times a little and some times a lot, depending on where you’re at. But there is never just the right amount for everyone. In the fictitious dreamland called Furwaggle, where animal’s talk to each other, there is always just the right amount of rain. Even this doesn’t please everyone.
Fluffy had finished lunch about two hours ago and decided to take a little stroll while waiting for dinner. As he walked across the barnyard something hit him in the head with a splat. He looks around to see who is it that threw something at him. The only one he sees is Wiggles and he seems to be engrossed in some sort of odd dance. Fluffy started to walk over to Wiggles, just as he got there, Zorba came running by with something over his head. Fluffy said to himself, “This has started out to be a weird day, first Wiggles is acting odd and Zorba has a peculiar thing on his head”. Fluffy started to hail Wiggles, but before he could say anything he was hit again by something that makes a splashing noise. Fluffy quickly looks around but he doesn’t see anyone. He thinks, “If I find out who is throwing things at me they are in for a good biting”.
Wiggles continues doing his little dance. He jumps from foot to foot while fluffing his feathers and holding his beak up in the air. Fluffy tries to get Wiggles attention but no amount of grunting or making sounds of any kind gets his attention. Finally, he lets out the loudest bark he can make and that snaps Wiggles out of his trance. With his eyes still a little glazed, he said, “Well hello, Fluffy, didn’t see you there and why all the barking”? Fluffy responds with, “Well I had to get your attention because I have seen the most unusual thing”. Wiggles replied, “And what unusual thing have you seen now”. Wiggles knew that Fluffy was always on the strange side of things. Fluffy said, “It’s not me that's doing something odd, it’s Zorba. He is running around with something big and black over his head”. Just then something hit Fluffy again. This time it was a double hit, once in the head and once on his tail. With a growl, Fluffy whirled around and barked out, “Ok, whoever is hitting me had better cut it out or I’m going to give you a licking that’s going to hurt, big time”. Wiggles figured that Fluffy had at last gone over the edge and it was best the he humored him. In a very calm voice Wiggles said to Fluffy, “Now Fluffy there is nothing to be upset about, it’s just a little rain, that is why Zorba is carrying that umbrella and that’s why I was doing a rain dance”. Fluffy got a strange look on his face, and his mouth began to move but no sound came. After a moment there was a few more hits on Fluffy and that seemed to be the trigger that set Fluffy into motion. He began to whirl in a small circle and jabber at the same time. “You mean that it’s raining, that’s WATER and it’s getting all over me”. The whirling got faster and the jabber got louder. “WATER, WATER”. There were a few other gibberish words that could not be understood but it didn’t slow Fluffy down any. Wiggles then realized he had made a big mistake. There were two thing that Fluffy could not stand. One was cats and the other was water in any way, shape or form. Before Wiggles could do anything to calm Fluffy down, the rain started to come down with a flurry. Fluffy must have seen the barn on one of his spins and off he went on a dead run toward it. As he ran he would bark, growl and snap at the raindrops. Lucky for Fluffy the barn door was open just enough for him to slip inside with a final snarl. With a chuckle, Wiggles went back to doing his rain dance.
Later that day after the rain had stopped, Wiggles was sitting in a rocking chair on the chuck house porch when he seen Fluffy making his way across the barnyard. Fluffy was being very careful not to step in any of the mud puddles and at the same time keeping an eye out for any lingering raindrops.
When Fluffy got onto the porch, Wiggles remarked, “Well it looks like you got your bath for this year”. With a snarl Fluffy said, “and I don’t want to ever do that again. Now when are they going to serve dinner”?
My tiny mind now knows that water is wet even if it comes as rain.
Continued… (Maybe).
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Furwaggle Chapter 36

Chapter 36

The Thing

Humans are a curious lot in the real world. In fact a whole business has come about to help fulfill this curiosity, it’s call News. There is the newspaper, the TV news, the radio news, and there is even news on the Internet. This inquisitive nature can even be found in the fictitious dreamland called Furwaggle, where animals talk to each other. The only difference is animals more likely will consider it to be nosy.
Wiggles has just exited the barn where his nest is located. It’s early in the morning; in fact it’s so early that it is still full dark. The darkness doesn’t effect Wiggles much because he can’t see very much anyway due to his poor eyesight. Today he is up early because his stomach is upset from eating sour corn for dinner, the day before. He thinks maybe the chuck house will have something to settle things down. They stay open all the time for just such things as stomach problems, because these kind of things happen often with their type of cooking. Before he has gone far, he stubs his toe on something, and begins to jump around on one foot. From out of the darkness comes a little voice saying, “That’s a fancy dance you’re doing there Wiggles”. Wiggles stops his hopping and looks into the darkness but sees nothing, so he asked. “Who is it that’s spying on me and my hopping”? A response comes back, “Its me Little Lighting Bug, and watch where you hop, I don’t want to get squashed”. “Well, if you would turn your light on then I can see you and most likely won’t hop on your head”. “All right, I was just trying to save some energy to help fight global warming”, said Little Lighting. With a snap there was a bright light from Little Lighting. He then asked, “Wiggles, is this what you were dancing for”, as he pointed to something on the ground. With a distain look Wiggles said, “I wasn’t dancing, I stubbed my toe on something. What is it anyway”? Little Lighting snapped back, “Don’t ask me you’re the one doing the stubbing”. With some guiding help from Little Lighting, Wiggles was able to reached down and picked up the thing. He brings it up close to his glasses and gives it the once over. In wonderment Wiggles said, “I can’t tell what it is. How about you Little Lighting”? Little Lighting replied, “Beats me, its just a thing that’s round and has bright spots all over. Will I have to go do some Lighting”. With that Little Lighting fluttered his wings and slipped away.
With a shrug Wiggles resumed his walking toward the chuck house carrying the round spotted thing. By the time Wiggles got to the chuck house, the sun had started to rise. The reason it took him so long, was he had walked very slowly and carefully so as not to stub his toe on another thing. He and Fluffy arrived at the chuck house at about the same time. Fluffy always liked to be first in line for breakfast and was somewhat surprised to see Wiggles there that early in the morning. Fluffy snarled at Wiggles, “What you trying to do, beat me out of being first for breakfast”? Wiggles snapped right back, “No, I would never try to get between you and breakfast. I had an upset stomach but the problem seems to be gone now. But on my way over here I stubbed my toe on this thing and…” Fluffy interrupted Wiggles with, “Ok, ok, I get it. But what is that you are carrying”? Wiggles answered back, “That’s what I have been trying to tell you. It’s the thing that I stubbed my toe on this morning”. With a look of uncertainty on his face, Fluffy asked, “Just what kind of a thing is it”? “I don’t know”, responds Wiggles. As Fluffy reaches his paws out he said, “Here let me see it”. Wiggles hands over the thing to Fluffy, who immediately throws it down on to the chuck house porch. The thing lands with a thud and just lies there. Wiggles cries out, “What are you doing Fluffy”? With a smirk Fluffy said, “I was just testing if it would bounce or not. I guess it don’t”. Wiggles replies, “You’re not much help”. At that point the breakfast bell rings and Fluffy said, as he dashes through the chuck house door, “Got to go now, got no time for this thing kind of a game”.
Wiggles decides maybe instead of fooling with the thing, he could set it on the rocking chair, on the chuck house porch and take a little nap. But before he closes his eyes Zorba comes walking by. “Hi there Wiggles . What you up to”, he calls out. “Just resting my eyes a little”, Wiggles replies. Wiggles then asked, “Are you on your way to breakfast”? Zorba then said, “Nope, I ate already. Had some fresh bananas right off the tree”. Wiggles wrinkled up his nose and asked, “Aren’t they kind of green coming straight from the tree like that”? With a big grin Zorba said, “No, they are pretty good if you add a little hot sauce”. He then asked Wiggles, “What is that you have there”? With a little sigh he starts to tell his morning story, “I got up early this morning because I had an upset stomach and on my way here I stubbed my toe on this thing”. Zorba asked back, “How is it now”? With some confusion Wiggle asked, “My upset stomach, or my Toe”? With a little chuckle Zorba said, “Neither, I was asking about the thing you have there. What is it anyway”? Wiggles answered, “I don’t know. It’s just a thing that’s round with bright spots. It’s hard and it don’t bounce”. Zorba rubs his chin and then said, “Why don’t you open it up and see what is inside”. “Ok but how”, asked Wiggles. “I know just the thing. There is an ax over at the woodpile”, said Zorba. With that, the two started off across the barnyard to the woodpile.
It only took a few minutes for them to reach the woodpile, even with Wiggles slight limp. “Ok Wiggles, put that thing down on that old tree stump and I will give it a whack with this ax, “commanded Zorba. Wiggles did as he was told and started to back up saying, “Wait let me get out of the way”. Zorba took a couple of practice swings and then swung the ax at the thing as hard as could. There was a very loud thud but the thing just lay there. The same can’t be said for Zorba, he and the ax went into a violent vibration. In fact the shaking was so great that Zorba’s teeth was rattling. After a few moments Zorba’s quivering settled down to a slight tremor. Wiggles was in awe but he finally was able to say, “I never seen any thing like that”. Still a little shook up Zorba stammered, “You should have seen it from my point of view”. Wiggles looked down at the thing and reported, “I don’t know about you Zorba but the thing doesn’t have a mark on it”.
Just then Fluffy came running up and asked, “What was that? It was loud enough to he heard all over the land”. Wiggles explains, “That was Zorba trying to open up the thing with an ax”. Fluffy reaches down and picks up the thing and looks it over. I don’t see even a scratch from hitting it with the ax, but I do hear it doing some buzzzzzing”, remarks Fluffy. Wiggles looks up and tells Fluffy and Zorba, “That’s not the thing humming, that’s just Busy Bee flying around us”. Sure enough, Busy makes a couple of circles around the trio and then lands on the tip of Fluffy’s tail. Fluffy goes into a fit yelling, “Get him off, Get him off. He will sting me”. Zorba has come to normal but he can’t take this yelling, so he yells right back at Fluffy, “Cut it out. Busy can’t sting anyone; he broke his stinger last month. Now stop all this yelling”. Then with a buzz, Busy asked, “What are you three up to with all this noise”. Wiggles turns to Busy and again begins to explain, “We have this thing and we were trying to open it up with an ax but didn’t have much luck. All we know is that it is round, and covered with spots”. Fluffy chimes in with, “and it don’t bounce”. Zorba adds. “and it’s very hard”. Wiggles finishes with, “Do you have any idea what this thing is, Busy”? Busy fly’s down and lands on the thing in Fluffy paws. He walks around the thing a few time, sniffs and then said, “Beats me. I can tell you for sure it’s not a flower”. With that Busy flaps his wings and said, “Well guys, I got to go. There is some new flowers blooming out in the north forty and I got my work cut out for me”. In a flash Busy was gone.
Zorba asked, “Ok, does anyone have any bright ideas about what to do with this thing next”. After a few moments of quiet thinking suddenly Fluffy spurts out, “I know, lets see if it floats”. With a puzzled look Wiggles asked, “What do you mean, floats”. Without hesitation Fluffy replies, “I mean lets see if it floats in water. You know like a boat does”. “Sure”, said Zorba. “We can put it into a bucket of water from the well”. With high spirits they go off toward the well in the middle of the barnyard. Zorba gets to the well first followed by Fluffy and then limping Wiggles is last carrying the thing. Right away Zorba draws a big bucket of water from the well and places it on the well railing. He then tells Wiggles, “Drop the thing into water and lets see if it is a boat or a submarine”. Wiggles limps up to the bucket and throws the thing in with a splash. “Well, what happened”, asked Zorba. With disappointment Wiggles reports, “The thing went right to the bottom and there isn’t even bubbles”. Fluffy said, “Here, let me see”, as he sticks his head into the bucket. In his excitement Fluffy puts his head deep into the bucket, so far that his nose is under the water. There is one thing Fluffy can’t stand, and that is water. Particularly when it’s in his nose. He gives a snort and jerks his head out of the bucket hitting its side and tipping it over. Out pours the water and the thing from the bucket. “Look out”, yells Zorba, but its too late, the thing is gone into the well. There is a moment of stunned silence. They are unable to speak as the three just look at each other. Finally Wiggles said, “Will I guess that’s the end of the thing”. Zorba adds, “There’s no way of getting the thing out of the well”. Fluffy just snorted. With that the three just walked away.
My tiny mind now knows why curiosity is bad for cats.
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Furwaggle Chapter 35

Chapter 35
Reunion

In the real world humans gather together on various occasions, such as Thanksgiving Day, Christmas, and just a family reunion. Most of these get togethers are planned, but there are some that are just spontaneous. But in the fictitious dreamland called Furwaggle, where animals talk to each other, reunions are rare and never planned.
Today we find Fluffy laying on the chuck house porch taking a little snooze while he waits for the dinner bell. This is his favorite place; he is rarely disturbed because no one else is as devoted to eating as Fluffy. But all of a sudden there is an ear splitting ruckus, causing Fluffy to come out of his slumber and to open one eye part way. Things are a little blurry but Fluffy can make out that there is a chicken jumping up and down while making the loudest screeching noise he has ever heard. Fluffy gets up and puts his paws to his ears and yells out, “Ok, already. Stop all that screaming you’re hurting my ears”. Fat Chicken yells back, “You would be shrieking too if you had seen what I seen”. Fluffy is wide-awake now and he realized two things. First off, this chicken is gone full mad and second he’s not going to be able to go back to sleep. “Ok”, Fluffy asks, “just what is it that you seen that makes you so outrageously crazy”? Fat Chicken takes a deep breath and starts in, “There is a wacky dog down at the chicken pen snapping at every one, and it’s all your fault”. Fluffy starts to say something in self-defense but then stops and after a moment of thought asked. “Did you say a snapping dog”? “Yes, that’s what I said. Now what are you going to do about it”, replies Fat Chicken. Fluffy yells, “Oh no”. Then he jumps off the porch and breaks into a dead run toward the chicken pens.
On his way toward the chicken coops he passes Zorba high up in a tree yelling something that sounds like, “help…mad dog”. Next he sees Wiggles running toward him and he is yelling, “my tail feathers, my poor tail feathers”. But again Fluffy doesn’t stop to chat. He runs even a little faster if anything. Then the next thing he realizes is that he is at the chicken pen wire fence and he is going too fast to stop. With a bump he hits the wire and is thrown for a full loop and lands with a thud on his back. He is stunned but looking up he sees a familiar face looking down at him. The face is saying, “You always did like to make a spectacular entrance Fluffy”. As Fluffy stagers to his feet he realized the talking face was his cousin Snapper. Fluffy blurts out, “Snapper, what are you doing here”? Snapper replies, “Why I’m here to see you cousin. I’ve heard so much about this fictitious dreamland that you live in. I just had to see for myself”. Then Fluffy sees thru the chicken wire that there were about half a dozen chickens running around and squawking about their tail feathers. With a stern look Fluffy tells Snapper, “You can’t go around snapping at chicken, duck or any feathered types here”. With a sheepish grin Snapper said, “I’m sorry. I was just trying to be friendly”. Then Fluffy asked, “Just how long are you planning to be here”? While pointing toward the grassy field next to the barnyard, Snapper said, “Well I just don’t rightly know. It all depends when the rest of the in-laws get here”. Fluffy turns in the direction Snapper is pointing and he is shocked at what he sees. The field is full of dogs, all sizes, shapes, and breeds. “What, … what is all this”, Fluffy stutters. Snapper takes a deep breath and starts in naming the relations, “There is cousin Jake and aunt Mary, uncle George and his kids, Manny, Moe and Jack. Then on the off breed side of the family there is Spot, and his two brothers Larry and Larry… blab, blab, blab, and so on…” “Wait, wait”, yells Fluffy. “You mean to tell me that there are brothers with the same name”? With a knowing look Snapper said, “Well sure, it is a big family and they ran out of names”. With a dejected look Fluffy asked again, “How long are you and your pack going to stay here”? Snapper answered, “We will most likely decide that at the family meeting just after the howling contest”. “Oh no”, said Fluffy with a shock. “Just when is this howling going to start”? With a knowing look Snapper said, “Oh, whenever it gets dark enough to see the moon”. Then Snapper asked, “Say isn’t it about time for dinner. It’s been over an hour since we ate last”? Just then the dinner bell rings which triggered a mad rush to the chuck house.
After about an hour of slurping and chomping most of the pack has finished their dinner. Fluffy is about the last one to exit the chuck house and everywhere he looks, he sees a sleeping dog. It seems that being a big eater and after a meal, sleeping is a family trait. Fluffy goes over to his doghouse but it is already full, there is even a large Doberman lying on its roof. Just then, Wiggles came walking by and asked, “What’s the matter Fluffy”? With a whimper Fluffy replies, “I don’t have any place to sleep. They have taken over my little doghouse”. “Not to worry Fluffy”, said Wiggles. “You can sack out in the hay loft in the barn”. By the time they got to the barn it was almost dark and the howling was starting up. It came from all areas of Furwaggle, a bark here a howl there and each one louder then the last. Inside of the barn Wiggles stuffed cotton in his ears and Fluffy put his head under a bale of hay. Both settled down for a fitful nights sleep.
The next Fluffy knew was he was being shaking awake by Wiggles as he shouted, “Come on Fluffy its wake up time”. Fluffy pulled his head out from under the bale of hay and gave out with a big yawn. Wiggles cheerfully said, “Come on, let’s go greet the sun rise”. They both climbed down the ladder from the hayloft and walked out into the barnyard. All was quiet and calm except for a far off bird chirping. Also there wasn’t a dog in sight. They did see Zorba walking toward them. He called out, “Hello boys, I see you are up bright and early this morning”. “What happened to all of Fluffy’s relatives”, asked Wiggles. Zorba replied, “Oh they packed up and moved out during the night, right after the howling competition”. “You were at the howling contest”, asked Fluffy. Zorba puffed up his chest and said with pride, “Not only was I there I came-in third place and was awarded a bronze medal”. Wiggles asked, “Howling isn’t an Olympic event is it”? Zorba snapped back. “No it isn’t yet but they have done dummer things like stopping women’s soft ball”. With that both Wiggles and Fluffy nodded their heads in agreement. Then Fluffy asked, “What caused the dog pack to move along”? With a snicker Zorba answered, “Well, at the meeting after the howling, I happened to mention that there was a place past the south mountains called Dogland that was run by dogs. It is a wonderful place where there is plenty to eat and cats for the chasing”. “Huh, I never knew there was such a place”, stammered Fluffy. Fluffy then asked, “Are you sure…”? but before he could ask any thing else Zorba interrupted with, “Say, did you hear that. I think it’s the bell ringing for breakfast”. That was all it took, Fluffy spun on his heel and took off on a run toward the chuck house. He yelled back to Zorba and Wiggles, “See you after breakfast”. Zorba and Wiggles started following Fluffy at a slow pace. Wiggles said to Zorba, “You made that up about Dogland. Didn’t you, you silver tongue devil”? Zorbas response was, “Say, did I ever tell you that I have a sure cure for making duck tail feathers grow”.
My tiny mind thinks that there is an art to communication.
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Chapter 34

Retirement

In the real world there are many goals and milestones. One of the most common is retirement. It comes in many different forms and for many different reasons. But in the fictitious dreamland called Furwaggle, where animals talk to each other, retirement is a personal choice and taken whenever it is desired. All that is required to retire is to say, “I retire”.
Fluffy was limping across the barnyard when he encounters Zorba and Wiggles. Zorba calls out to Fluffy, “Good morning Fluffy, why are you limping?” Wiggles added, “you got another burr in your paw”? Sheepishly, Fluffy answers back, “No, I don’t have a burr, if you must know, I twisted my ankle coming down the chuck house steps”. “You what?”, said Wiggles. Fluffy snapped back, “I just misjudged the number of steps and so I fell”. “Oh, that explains it, you only walk down those steps four or five times a day. It’s an easy mistake to make by someone with a bad memory”, Zorba, mockingly said, Wiggles just had to add, “He does'nt have a bad memory, he just does'nt use it all the time”. “Ok you guys, stop it all ready. What are you two up to”, said Fluffy. “Well, if you must know, we are going to Annie Owl’s retirement party”, answers Wiggles. “Why do you want to do a dumb thing like that for? Didn’t she just retire about four months ago?”, said Fluffy. “Yes, this is the third time she retired this year. But there will be food for everyone”, informed Zorba. Fluffy’s eyes lit up and he began to hop on three legs while asking, “Can I come, can I, can I”. “Food always gets Fluffys' attention”, remarked Wiggles, as two of them walked and one limped off toward the fowl yard.
Just as the trio reaches their goal, Fluffy jumps up on three legs and shouts out, “Rat, look there is a rat”. Off to on side comes a growling voice, “I’m no rat, I’m a cat, and I go by the name of Slinky”. “Well you look like a rat to me”, responses Fluffy. “Wait a minute, I know you. You are Fluffy the one that got flunked out of cooking school for eating all of the cooking vittles”, said Slinky. Humble Fluffy replies, “It was all a mistake, I was just hunger”. In an attempt to restore some peace Wiggles asked Slinky, “Were you a student of Annie Owl”? “Yes, I was in the class of ninety nine”, replied Slinky. And then with a smirk toward Fluffy, he continued with, “I graduated at the top of my class”. Fluffy gave a little growl but before he could say anything Zorba jumped in with, “and what have you been up to since then”? With a smile of pride Slinky said, “Well I sleep in the warm sun, prowl at night and generally sneak up on things, you know the normal cat things”. Slinky then added, “Speaking of sneaking, I see Jelly Belly Porky over there, think I will sneak up on him like I did in school”. With that Slinky dropped down to his sneaking possession and began to sneak off toward his unsuspecting prey.
“Well that was interesting”, remarked Wiggles. All of a sudden Fluffy sniffed the air, made a quick turn and struck a hunting dog pose. Wiggles saw that Fluffy was acting a little more weird than normal so he asked, “What are you doing Fluffy, what ever it is, cut it out, you’re embarrassing and it’s making me uncomfortable”. Without moving a hair Fluffy said in a whisper, “Shush, you’ll scare the food away”. Zorba joined in with, “You should have known, when Fluffy goes weird it has something to do with food”. Fluffy didn’t say a word; he dropped down to a three-legged sneaking position and began to creep toward the table where the food was laid out. Seeing Fluffy sneaking up on the food, Wiggles remarked, “Well that will keep Fluffy busy for awhile”. Then Wiggles seen Annie Owl across the fowl yard he turned to Zorba and said, “Come on Zorba I will introduce you to Annie”. The two friends made their way thru the crowd to where Annie was standing. Wiggles said to Annie, “Annie I would like to introduce you to a friend of mine, Zorba”. Annie shook Zorba’s hand and asked, “Were you in one of the school class’s that I taught”? “No”, Zorba replied, “I went to circus school in a land far, far away”. “Oh”, Annie said with a shock. “You were one of those that rather play than learn”, Annie continued. With that Annie turned on her heel and walked away. Zorba just stood there with his mouth open. Wiggles reached over and patted Zorba on the shoulder and said, “It’s ok, remember she is retired”.
Just then Fluffy walked up with potato salad dripping from his jowls. He asked, “Are you two about ready to go back home”? With a smile Wiggles ask, “What is the matter, have they run out of food”? Fluffy replied, “How did you guess. Come on, let's go”. Zorba said, “I think I have had about all of the retirement that I can stand for one day. Lets go”. With that the trio started off toward the chuck house, two were walking and one was limping.
My tiny mind thinks that retirement can be a good thing and sometimes not.
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Furwaggle Chapter 33

Chapter 33
A leap of faith

While trust and bravery are rare noble qualities, there are many other traits that are not so rare, such as confusion and misunderstanding. These errors can happen even when the same language is spoken between animals such as in the fictitious dreamland called Furwaggle
Fluffy has finished his breakfast and decided to go out into the barnyard to chase some butterflies.
He just gets started playing this game of snap and fly when Zorba comes walking by. He calls out to Fluffy, “Good morning Fluffy, what are you up to this fine morning?” Fluffy calls back as he spins around and snaps at a fleeting Butterfly, “I’m playing catch with some friends of mine.” With a puzzled look Zorba said, “Fluffy I don’t think that is the kind of catch that is normally played. Usually it is played with a ball and….” Fluffy interrupts with, “Look you play catch your way and I will play it my way.” Then Fluffy notices something about Zorba that is new. He asked, “What is that you got tied around your neck? It looks like a rope, you planning on making a swing or something?” It is true Zorba did have something wrapped around his neck and draped over one shoulder. With a chuckle Zorba said, “It’s not a rope, it’s a bungee cord.” Smugly Fluffy asked, “You going to tie up a bungee. Don’t think you’re going to have much luck, there aren’t any bungee around here.” Zorba replied, “No, no it’s not for tying up anything it’s for bungee-jumping.” “Oh I see, you’re going to play jump rope”, said Fluffy. “No”, replied Zorba, “It’s for jumping off of things.” With a shocked look Fluffy blurted out, “Sure, that doesn’t sound quite right to me.” “It is.”, protested Zorba. “Come on lets find Wiggles and he will tell you that I’m right.”

The two of them started off toward the barn where they knew Wiggles normally hangs out. And sure enough there was Wiggles sitting in his favorite rocking chair. Wiggles knew it was too good to be true, that he would have a peaceful morning when he heard Zorba and Fluffy coming in his direction. Sure enough in a few moments Fluffy calls out, “Wiggles wake up, we need you to explain something.” Wiggles slowly opened his eyes and said, “I’m not asleep, I was just resting my eyes. Now what is the problem this time?” Both Fluffy and Zorba started talking at once, one was barking and the other squealing. All that Wiggles could make out was something about jumping rope with a bungee and a few other words that made no sense at all. Wiggles fluffed his feathers and interrupted the two with, “Ok, one at a time. What is it you want to know?” Zorba spurted out before Fluffy could say a word. “Would you please explain to Fluffy what bungee-jumping is?” Wiggles was sure that this was going to lead to no good but he cleared his beak and said, “Bungee jumping is a really dumb sport that involves jumping off of something high while connected to a long, thick, elastic rubber bungee cord.” Then Fluffy asked, “You mean jumping out of the top of a tree or maybe the roof of the barn?” It was Zorba's turn to add something to the explanation, “No Fluffy, something like a real high platform or bridge.” “Well that puts a kink into it.” Remarked Fluffy, “There isn’t anything like that around here.” There was a period of silence then Zorba perked up and with a twinkle in his eye said, “There may not be any tall bridges but there sure are some mountains and they have some very tall cliffs. Come on it's just a short little walk to a Bungee jump.” Wiggles was right, no good would come of this. So he said, “Just so you are clear about this. I will walk along with you but I’m not doing any jumping. I fly but I don’t jump. What about you Fluffy?” Not to be out done by Zorba and a rare chance to show up Wiggles, with gusto Fluffy said, “Not only will I walk along, I’ll Bungee as well.” With that the threesome start the trek to the nearest mountain.
The first mile was easy walking because the ground was pretty level and flat but from there on, it was an up hill climb. By midmorning there was a lot of huffing and puffing coming from the group as they slowly made their way up the mountain. Between wheezes, Fluffy remarked, “There must be a better way. Isn’t there a road or trail or something?” Zorba who was in the lead called back, “Keep you eye out for Hillbillie the Goat, he can put us on the right path.” No sooner had the words got out of Zorba's mouth than Hillbillie stepped from behind a large bolder chomping on something. He stopped in mid chew and said, “Well, hello boys. Aren’t you a little lost? I don’t normally see valley types this far up on the mountain.” Wiggles flopped down on a rock to get his breath and then said, “You must be Hillbillie the Goat.” Still munching on some grass the goat replied, “Yep, but I prefer to be called Billie. Now just what is it I can do for you lost kids?” By now Fluffy had got enough wind back in his lungs and he starts blurting out, “Well we come up the mountain to do some Bungeeing and we need an easy path to the very top.” With a look of disbelief, Billie said to Fluffy, “I don’t know what a Bungee is, but I’m sure I’ve never seen one up here and as far as going to the top of the mountain, good luck. No one, not even us goats go any higher than we are right now. It’s too steep and you would most likely fall off.” With a tone of self-importance Fluffy barks back, “Oh no, we won’t fall, we are going to jump.” Billie took a step backwards in shock and said, “You mean you’re going to… But you will be… Oh my.” Fluffy butted in with, “Look just tell us how to get to the top.” Billie then realized that no amount of logic or words were going to do any good on these valley types. So he just shook his head and said, “You want to get to the top, well just climb up and when there is no more up then you’re at the top.” With that Billie turned and started down the mountain.
After another hour of climbing and many huffs and puffs the threesome found that there was no more up. In fact they were standing at the very top of the mountain, it was all down from here. Zorba walked over to the edge and looked over. “Yes, this will do just fine”, he remarked. Wiggles and Fluffy joined him and all they could see was a whole lot of straight down. Wiggles took a sharp breath and said, “It sure is a long way down.” But Fluffy didn’t say a word; just a little whimper or two as he flopped down on his belly and began to crawl backwards. Zorba then asked, “Ok, who is going to be the first to Bungee?” Wiggles replied, “Remember, I said I would walk but not jump.” Fluffy could only whine while his paws covered his eyes. “Looks like it’s up to me”, Zorba said as he began to tie one end of the Bungee cord around his waist and the other end to a large rock. He then bravely walked to the edge of the cliff. Wiggles figured he would try to bring some sense to all this madness, but before he could say anything, Zorba had taken a big leap off the cliff. All was silent for a moment then Zorba could be heard, “Yahoooooo”. Wiggles rushed to the cliffs edge and peeked over. By this time the Bungee cord had stretched out to its maximum and had started to bounce Zorba back up toward the mountaintop. All that Wiggles could say was, “Wow”. Fluffy was still rolled up in a ball with his paws over his eyes but he called out, “What’s happening?” Wiggles couldn’t take his eyes off of Zorba as he bounced up and down on the Bungee cord like a Yo-Yo. So Wiggles just called over his shoulder to Fluffy, “Come take a look.” Fluffy whimpered back, “I can’t, tell me what is happening, no don’t tell me.” By now Zorba had stopped his Yo-Yoing and had started climbing up the Bungee cord. This was an easy task for a circus-performing Monkey. When he reached the top where Wiggles and Fluffy were, he said, “What a trip. Anyone else want to give it a go?” There was dead silence. So after a few moments Zorba added, “Ok, might as well pack it up and head back to the barnyard.” Both Wiggles and Fluffy nodded their heads and the threesome started down the mountain. Zorba said, “That was something else.” Then Wiggles chimed in with, “It could have been a disaster.” And Fluffy added, “It was a disaster I missed lunch.”
My tiny mind thinks that bungee jumping belongs in that special group of things like Skydiving, hiccups and running with scissors.

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Furwaggle Chapter 32

Chapter 32

Learning

It is said with great authority that the earth is round and I believe it more or less. It wouldn’t be so hard to except if it were not for the fact that there are large sharp mountain peaks, deep craggy valleys and ever so flat deserts. But it doesn’t matter much in the fictitious dreamland called Furwaggle, there like most things, it is what it is. Roundness of the earth, or even animals talking to animals, is all accepted as normal.
Breakfast is over, the pots, pans and dishes are all washed and stacked away ready for lunch. On the chuck house porch Fluffy has his nose buried in a newspaper when Mr. Wooly the Sheep comes walking by. He calls out to Fluffy, “Good morning Fluffy, how is this round world treating you?”. Fluffy looks up from his paper and replies, “Not bad if it wasn’t for that guy that comes by on a pogo stick ever now and then. What are you up to this morning?” But Wooly doesn’t stop to talk, he is on a mission, but calls out over his shoulder, “I’m off to the barbers for my spring trim. But if I see that pogo rider I will tell him that you’re looking for him and would like a twirl.” Still engrossed in his paper Fluffy says, “Aw Ok…, No wait I don’t want to ride a pogo, I just want him to stop. The noise that the pogo makes disturbs my reading.” But it is too late, for Wooly is already out of sight.
Fluffy goes back to reading his newspaper when he hears, “THUMP, THUMP, THUMP”. He quickly looks up from his paper but doesn’t see where the noise is coming from. Fluffy figures who ever is riding that pogo stick must already be around the corner of the chuck house by now. This time Fluffy doesn’t go back to reading, he just raises the paper up but his eyes are peaking over the top edge. Then the sound comes again, “THUMP, THUMP, THUMP”. And what does Fluffy see but a strange looking something bouncing by. He yells out, “I gotcha. Stop that pogoing right now”. The stranger stops and turns to Fluffy and said, “Sorry, didn’t see you there”. Fluffy snaps back, “Well, you see me now, and stop that pogo stick noise making”. The stranger comes closer to Fluffy and said, “You are going to have to speak up. I don’t hear so good”. In a very loud voice Fluffy yells back, “I said stop riding that pogo stick around here. The noise distracts my reading”. The stranger replies, “Sorry about the racket mate but you see I don’t hear so good ever since my circus days. My act was that I was shot out of a canon two times a day and three times on Saturday and the boom kind of got to my hearing. And by the way I’m not riding a pogo stick. I’m a Roo and it’s hopping that I do”. Fluffy yells back, “I don’t care if you are a Roo or a blue tail raccoon, I want you to stop pogoing or hopping so loud that I can’t read my newspaper”. The stranger replies, “Mate I’m not a raccoon of any color. I’m a Roo as in Kangaroo from down under, Australia don’t you know”. With curiosity Fluffy asked, “Well Mr. Roo if you’re from down under, what are you doing up here besides interrupting my morning reading?”. Roo answered, “I’m looking for my old mate Zorba from my circus days. Do you happen to know where I can find him?” With a little grumpiness in his voice Fluffy said, “Sure, any thing to get rid of you. You most likely can find Zorba down at that old oak tree at the edge of the barnyard doing flips, swings and stuff”. With that, Roo turned and hopped off toward the oak tree.
About half an hour later, Fluffy is back at his newspaper when he hears, “Hay there Fluffy. Thanks for sending Roo over to find me. And what is that you’re doing”. Fluffy looks up and sees Zorba and Roo. With a look of annoyance Fluffy replies, “I would have done anything for a little peace and quit. And if you must know I’m trying to read the newspaper”. With a look of surprise Zorba spouts out, “Gee Fluffy I didn’t even know you could read”. Sheepishly Fluffy said. “I’m learning, been taken a class from Mrs. Turkey the retired school teacher. She gave me a home work assignment to read a newspaper ever day”. Zorba remarks, “So that’s the reason you’re reading the paper. But Fluffy, that newspaper you have is over a week old”. Awkwardly Fluffy remarks, “Well she didn’t say it had to be a new paper. Besides it will take me about a week to get through it all”. “A week”, comments Zorba. “Sure”, said Fluffy, “Ever day I start from page one and work my way through as far as I can get between breakfast and lunch”. With a shock Zorba said, “You mean that you read the same thing over and over each day?” With a smirk Fluffy replies, “That’s what it means to read the newspaper. Now if you two will leave me alone I have to get ready for my reading class”. Zorba and Roo start to walk away when Zorba turns and asked, how often do you have a class”? With pride Fluffy announces, “I have a half an hour class once a week”. Zorba and Roo walk away and Fluffy goes back to his newspaper.

My tiny mind knows that an education is good, even if it is hard.

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Furwaggle Chapter 31

Chapter 31
Spring Time

The best thing about winter is when it's over and is replaced by spring. When the season’s switch from winter to spring, that is when we trade-in frostbite for hay fever. In the real world this swap is celebrated with great feelings of joy. But in the fictitious dreamland called Furwaggle it is never too hot or too cold, it’s always just right. But there is still gladness for the new crop of flowers and newness to the land.
It is early morning and Wiggles is still cuddled in his straw nest up in the hayloft of the barn. He is not really asleep nor is he awake. He is just jelling, with his eyes closed and his brain randomly wondering over good thoughts. But then, there is an interruption to his tranquility. Wiggles is doing his best to not pay any attention to his name being called from the barn door. It is like a buzz saw in his brain and he can’t ignore it any longer. He slowly opens one eye but all he sees is a blur. He then opens his other eye and it’s a double blur. Wiggles then puts on his glasses and things clear up a little but the name-calling is still there and so is his poor eyesight. Wiggles stands up, ruffles his feathers as he calls out, “Who is it that’s bringing noise to my morning”. There comes a reply, “Its me, Zorba”, “and its me Fluffy. Come on its daylight and its breakfast time”. Wiggles figures he might as well get up because these two aren’t going to go away and anyway, he had lost his jell. So he climbs down the ladder to the barn floor and joins his two friends on the short walk to the chuck house.
Breakfast goes on as normal with a lot of munching and slurping sounds, mostly from Fluffy. At one point Fluffy asked, “Zorba, what is it that you’re eating”. “Well if you must know”, answered Zorba, “it’s a banana with cream, and a big dash of hot sauce”. With a puzzled look Fluffy asked, “do all circus monkeys eat that for breakfast”. Zorba shot back, “I don’t know about that but this circus performer does”. Fluffy ignored Zorbas sarcasm and asked. “Do you want to know what I ate for breakfast”? With disdain Zorba replied, “No, I really don’t want to know”. By now Fluffy had finished his breakfast and was licking the bowl clean. He noticed that Wiggles plate was still about half full, so he asked, “What’s the matter Wiggles, don’t you like your corn this morning”. With a scornful look Wiggles said, “Naw, it’s a little tough, I don’t think it’s been cooked enough”. With that they got up and went out on to the chuck house porch.
Once on the porch Fluffy immediately lays down with his head resting on his paws and Wiggles heads for his favorite chair for some peaceful rocking. These two are getting set for a little after breakfast relaxation but not Zorba; he does a double black flip off the porch. After landing with a flourish, he calls out, “Come on you two, up and at them, you’re burning daylight and there are things to be done”. Fluffy's eyes are at about half-mast and Wiggles is just getting comfortable in his rocking chair. “Not me”, mumbles Fluffy, “I got spring fever”. Mockingly Zorba shoots back, “Looks more like gold-bricking to me”. Wiggles inquires to Fluffy, “What is it with him this morning”. Fluffy lifts up his head and says, “I think it’s that hot sauce he had for breakfast, that is doing it”. Wiggles realized that there is no way that Zorba is going to let him do any jelling, so he asked him, “Just what is it that you want to do”. With glee Zorba answers, “It’s about time you woke up to what is going on. It’s springtime and there is a new crop of flowers over in the valley just waiting for us to enjoy. Come on with me and see what Mother Nature has made for all to see”. Reluctantly Wiggles and Fluffy get up and start following behind Zorba as he skips down the dirt road toward the valley of the flowers.
At about the halfway point to the valley, Fluffy suddenly stops and barks out, “Say, do you two smell what I smell”. Holding his nose Wiggles says, “I don’t know, but it sure isn’t the perfume of flowers that I’m smelling”. As the odor gets stronger, Zorba has his tail rapped around his nose and he points down the road and says, “I don’t know what it is but it’s coming toward us”. Sure enough, coming down the road, walking in the direction of the trio is Baby Skunk. As he gets closer, Baby calls out, “Hi there fellows. Are you going to the valley of the flowers? If you are then you’re in for a treat because they smell fantastic”. With that Baby Skunk passed by the threesome and their only responses are a wave and some coughing but each has a private opinion. Wiggles was, “How would he know”, Fluffy's mind could only come up with, “That’s sure no recommendation” and Zorba's thought was, “I hope he didn’t leave anything behind”. With that they hurried on down the road where the air was fresher.
After a little more walking they crest a little hill and there it is, the valley of flowers. It is a sea of yellow cornflowers, all aglow as far as the eye can see. With a hoop and a yell Zorba immediately runs out into the field of flowers, while Fluffy and Wiggles stand on the road enjoying the magnificent view. Then Zorba’s yelling takes on a whole different tone. It has more a tone of pain than joy. “What is the matter”, calls out Wiggles. Fluffy adds, “Did you step on a thorn”. While holding one foot and hopping on the other, Zorba shouts back, “No, something bit me”. Then there came a squeaky high-pitched little voice, “and it serves you right, stepping on me the way you did”. Fluffy is the first to realize whom it was talking to Zorba. “Gee”, said Fluffy, “I didn’t know flowers could talk”. Then the flower said, “Well let me tell you something, my name is Sunny and I’m of the sunflower clan and we take it very personal when some big footed dummy steps on us. And yes, we can talk, all you have to do is clean out your ears and listen”. By now Zorba had hopped back onto the road. Still holding one foot he blurts out, “Well I don’t know about the flower talking thing but he sure can bite”. With an apologetic tone Wiggles says, “Look Sunny we are sorry about the stepping on you thing and we will be more careful”. This seemed to calm Sunny some and he said, “I know it shouldn’t need to be said but have you ever been told that it is ok to look but don’t touch and definitely no stepping on anything”. Wiggles then turned to Zorba and Fluffy and said, “I think it’s about time we started back to the barnyard”. “Sure is”, said Fluffy, it’s getting close to lunch and we sure don’t want to miss that”.
With a wave goodby to Sunny, the three start back up the road toward home. Fluffy is out in front mumbling, “I didn’t know flowers could talk”, he is followed by Wiggles who is helping the limping Zorba.
My tiny mind thinks that it is a good thing to look but don’t touch, most of the time.

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Chapter 30
Game Day

Through-out the real world sports is a treasured pastime. Depending where you are, the national sport may be baseball, football, soccer, or even car racing. In the fictitious dreamland, called Furwaggle, most of the commonly known sports are played. Today is soccer day and tomorrow it may well be something else.
It is the semifinals match of Dog River High school versus Cat Fur High. It will be an interesting match up, speed against agility, a real fur raising game. This will surely bring out a crowd, instead of the normal 5 or 6 spectators there will be at least 11 or 12, this includes the relatives of both teams.
Wiggles doesn’t attend any of these games due to his poor eyesight. He never can tell who has the ball or even where the playing field is. Zorba did play one game early in the season, but was banned from playing because he would pick up the ball and run with it. Seems that the idea of how to make a score was somewhat different than the official rules of soccer. But Fluffy on the other hand was an avid sports fan.
Fluffy never really played the game; in fact he didn’t even go onto the playing field. He would run up and down the sidelines and bark at the ball. But if the ball did go out of the playing field then he considered it to be fair for him to chase it and do his best to bite or otherwise render it out of action. Tearing the ball into little pieces was Fluffy’s favorite part of the game. This was one of the reasons many spare balls were on hand. Another oddity was that the umpire had lost his whistle and would use a duck call to officiate the game. This worked pretty well but from time to time the playing field had to be cleared of the wild ducks that responded and used the field for a landing place.
The game was about half over when someone kicked the soccer ball out of bounds. To Fluffy that was a call for action. He took off after the ball as it bounced off into the tall grass. After a few bounces Fluffy had almost caught up to it and he lowered his nose for a final leap upon his victim. There was a mighty leap but not at the ball, it was straight up into the air and was punctuated with a howl that could be heard for miles. When Fluffy landed he began to run in a small circle and the howl got even louder. This of course brought the spectators to see what all the ruckus was about. One of these spectators was Doctor Chicken and he knew Fluffy well enough to know that that howling was his normal hurting yowl. When the good Doctor got to where the hubbub was at, he noticed Porgy Porcupine was in the center of the circle that Fluffy was making. Porgy’s cried out, “Get that crazy pup away from me”. “What happened”, asked Doctor Chicken. Timidly Porgy replied, “I was just setting there minding my own business watching the game and all of a sudden I felt this cool nose run into me”. Doctor Chicken said, “Ok I get the picture. Now we have to see if we can put a stop to all this howling”. After a little coaxing and the help of 5 others holding on to Fluffy he was penned down. There was Fluffy lying on his back with 4 porcupine quills sticking in his nose. With the help of pliers the doctor was able to pull out each quill one at a time. As each quill was removed Fluffy let out another ear splitting yelp. When the last quill was extracted everyone let go of Fluffy and jumped back so as not to be within biting range. Fluffy jumped up and put both paws to his nose and let out another yap as tears ran from his eyes. He turned to Doctor Chicken and said with a cry, “Doc my nose still hurts”. With a very professional tone Doctor Chicken said, “Well Fluffy I suggest you put something cold on that runny nose of yours. And I will be sending you my bill tomorrow”. With a little whimper Fluffy started off toward the chuck house.
Wiggles was sitting on the chuck house porch as Fluffy arrived. With a little chuckle Wiggles called out, “Seems that you have a little problem. Have you been sticking you nose into other peoples business”? Fluffy didn’t stop to chat, he just went on into the chuck house and as the door closed behind him Wiggles said to himself, “Yep, been putting his nose where it doesn’t belong”.
My tiny mind thinks that it is OK to be curious but not to be nosey
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Chapter 29

Blue Snow

There are many wonders in the world, some man made and some made by nature. There are Pyramids, Grand Canyons, and deserts; there is even a Stonehenge. These and many more are found in special places in the real world. Even in the fictitious dreamland, called Furwaggle, there are the Boarder Mountains that bounds this amazing paradise. These majestic mountain peaks are covered with snow the year around and are a sight to behold.
It is early morning, right after breakfast and Fluffy is standing engrossed on the porch of the chuck house staring far off into the rising sun as it comes over the snow covered peaks. He is soon joined by a few others to watch the coming of the morning sun. One of the new arrivals is Wiggles; he has a toothpick in his beak to clean the breakfast corn out of his teeth.
After standing and looking at the view for a while and picking his teeth, Wiggles removed the toothpick from his beak and turning to Fluffy said, “What do you see Fluffy”? Fluffy knew that all Wiggles most likely could see was a fuzzy haze. A bright fuzzy haze, but a fuzzy haze none the less because of his poor eyesight. Fluffy answered,” Well it is a wonderful morning, the sun is coming up over the blue snow on the peaks of the Boarder Mountains and….”. Wiggles interrupted with, “Woe, hold your flapping tong there a minute, snow is white not blue. I thing you are in the need of some glasses?”. Fluffy snapped back with, “What do you know Wiggles, you can't see past the end of your beak. I guess I know what I see, and I see blue snow”. Again Wiggles said, “Snow is white not blue”. With a sigh Fluffy added, “Well if you’re so smart, where does the white go when snow melts?”.
Just then, there came a booming voice, “You two don’t know what you’re talking about”. Both Fluffy and Wiggles looked down at their feet and saw Mr. Gabby Snail. Wiggles was always amazed at the resonant sound that came from such a small creature as Mr. Gabby Snail. Fluffy spoke first, “Ok, Mr. Snail know it all. Don’t you see the blue snow on the peaks of the Boarder Mountains or are you the one that needs glasses?”. Wiggles then joined in with, “Are you trying to tell me that Snow isn’t white?”. With that, Gabby started in with, “Ok, you two listen up. Snow can be white, blue, green, or most any color. It all depends on the sunlight and the reflection, refraction and absorption of the snow. Also…. Blab, blab, and then there is the effect of…. Blab, blab… and so on. So now do you understand?”. Fluffy couldn’t take it anymore and he shouts out, “Ok, Ok, already. That’s enough. You are raining on my parade and my mind is soaked”. Wiggles whispered to him-self, “You’re not the only one Fluffy, my mind is over loaded and about to pop”. With a humph and a grump Mr. Snail said,” Well, if you two don’t want the facts of the matter then I will just go on my way”. “Well you don’t have to be so grumpy about it”, replied Wiggles. But the Snail didn’t hear, he had already slid off into the grass and didn’t even look back.
Wiggles turned to Fluffy and said,” I’m going to the water trough and soak my head to see if I can wash my mind clear”. With a shocked look Fluffy said,” Well I’m not going to do anything as radical as that, but all this has made my stomach hungry. I’m going to see if there are any leftovers from breakfast”. With that he turned and went back into the chuck house. Wiggles wattled off toward the nearest water while shaking his head from side to side.
My tiny mind thinks that too much of anything is not necessarily a good thing.
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Furwaggle Chapter 28

Chapter 28
Shoo Fly

There is always something that is annoying. Sometimes it is a person or sometimes it’s just a thing, even a place can be irritating. It is common for this to happen in the real world. But even as uncommon that it is, it does happen some times in the fictitious dreamland, called Furwaggle.
Today we find Wiggles leisurely rocking in his rocking chair. He has picked an out of the way place in the shade on the far side of the barn. This is so he will not be disturbed by the everyday hassles of the barnyard. (Good luck…)
Even when Wiggles had his glasses on, anything that was more than a few feet away was a fuzzy haze. Most would not like such poor eyesight, but Wiggles found it to be very comforting not to be bothered by the need for rubbernecking. He figured that what he couldn’t see couldn’t hurt him. Anyway, what he lacked in sight he more than made up in hearing. It was well known that his hearing was the sharpest in all of Furwaggle. It has been said that he could hear a pin drop before it hit the ground.
It wasn’t long before Wiggles' tranquility was broken by a yapping sound coming from the far side of the barnyard. He couldn’t see anything but a blurred figure running toward him. But there was no question in Wiggles mind as to who it was. No one could make a sound like that, but Fluffy. His bark was a tell-tail signature of his furry little friend. This time there was something a little different; sort of a buzzing sound was added to the normal yap.
Out of breath Fluffy came to a sliding halt right in front of Wiggles. With a gasp Fluffy blurted out, “Wiggles, save me… pant, wheeze”. With a dubious look Wiggles asked, “And just what seems to be your problem now”? Fluffy was still out of breath but he was able to come out with, “Flies, flies, they is after me… huff puff… “. Wiggles looked around and then with a smile he told Fluffy, “I don’t see a fly anywhere. But I can spray some of magical fairy dust on you if it will make you feel better”. By now Fluffy has got his breath and with a look of despair he said, “I don't know when the last time you've seen anything, but I know that there was a swarm of flies all over me. Also I know there isn’t any such thing as fairy dust, magical or not”. Even with the fact that everyone knew about Wiggles poor eyesight, Fluffy’s referring to it made Wiggles cringe a little. So with a somber look Wiggles said, “I was just trying to pop some sense in the oven. Fluffy there really aren't any flies around now”. “Well”, snorted Fluffy. “They must of seen you and that scared them away. They didn’t know that you are a corn eating vegetarian”.
With a squeak the barn door opened just enough for Don Quixote Donkey to stick his head out and ask, “Are the flies really gone. I can’t stand to have flies on me. They make me a little crazy”. With a chuckle Wiggles said, “Clearly you’re not the only one”. With assurance Fluffy proclaimed, “Yep, Mr. Shoo Fly Wiggles got them to go off some place else”.
From the nearby grass came a croaking sound, as Mr. Hopping Fog jumped into view and landed at Fluffy’s feet. With a questioning croak he asked, “Are they really gone. I was looking forward to a nice lunch”. “Yes, you are a little late”, answered Wiggles. With a sad croak Mr. Hopping Fog asked, “Any idea where they are at now”. Pointing with his beak Wiggles said, “Well I can’t be sure but it sounded like they were headed toward the apple trees over in the orchard. If you hurry you still might be able to have lunch”. Without even a croak Mr. Hopping Fog started off toward the apple orchard.
Fluffy’s face lit up, this happens whenever he gets an idea. He turned to Wiggles an asked, “If they are off hunting apples then they won’t see me if I make a dash for the safety of the chuck house. Will you come along and protect me Wiggles”. Wiggles was already rocking in his rocking chair, but he answered Fluffy with, “Look old buddy, this is something between the flies and you, so you’re just going to have deal with it”. “Ok, here I go”, announced
Fluffy as he started off toward the chuck house on a dead run.
My tiny mind thinks that each one of us must make our own peace in the world we live.
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Furwaggle Chapter 27

Chapter 27

Water Wet

In the rest of the world it either snows or rains too little or too much. But there is a place where the weather is always just right, and that is in the fictitious dreamland, called Furwaggle.
It is just mid-day, the sun is high in the sky and most everyone is taking their mid-day siesta. That is everyone but Fluffy. He is out at the edge of the barnyard running in circles, chasing his tail and barking. This is not a normal practice for Fluffy, but nothing is ever normal for him. There is one thing for sure he isn’t exercising, Fluffy just doesn’t do that. But just as he was about to catch his tail there came a very loud “Squawk”, and this brought Fluffy to a sudden stop. Fluffy started to look around for the source of the interruption. While looking over his shoulder he sees Zorba walking off toward the shade of the barn. Fluffy yells out to Zorba, “Is that you Zorba making that squawking noise?”. Zorba stops, turns toward Fluffy and with one eye closed says, “I don’t ever squawk and I don’t talk when its my nap time”. With that Zorba continued toward the shady spot he had picked for his little snooze.
Fluffy thought that maybe a little nap might be just the thing to settle his nerves down, because chasing his tail is hard work. So he starts toward the shade of that big tree that he had been near to, while doing his little circle pursuit. Just as he got to the shade he turned his head and gave a final loud bark at his tail. And just as quick, came another very loud “Squawk” in reply. That was all Fluffy could take, he yelled out, “Ok, who is doing all that squawking”. From high in the big oak tree came a reply, “Up here dummy”. Fluffy jerked his head up to see a big bird sitting on a branch up near the top of the oak tree. Fluffy was never one for the social amenities so he yelled out, “Hay, big bird what is your problem”. “Harrumph,” answered back the bird. “First off, my name isn’t big bird. I go by the name of Jaybird. And second I wouldn’t be squawking if you wouldn’t be barking and keeping me from my noonday nap”. “Ok, Mr. Jaybird, I guess I can bark whenever I want to”. “Well, bark if you must, just do it some place else. I know I’m going to be sorry, but I just have to ask, why are you barking anyway? Fluffy shot back, “At lunch a little while ago someone spilled a glass of water on the tip of my tail and got it all wet”. “So what”, snapped Jaybird. Fluffy straighten himself up to his full height and with all the self-confidence he could muster said, “Well Mr. Know it all Jaybird, you don’t know much about water. Water in a river is bad, water in a lake is bad, water on Fluffy is bad, and just any water wet is bad in general. So there….”. “Hmm, Mr. Whippersnapper, you are full of malarkey. Water wet isn’t bad. It’s good to drink, its good to play in and it’s good to clean”, snapped back Jaybird.
Just then Wiggles walked up and said, “Shush, you two. You’re making so much noise no one can get a decent daytime nap. I could hear you all the way to my nest in the barn”. Fluffy started with, “Well he started it….”. But was interrupted by Jaybird with, “No, he was barking and….”. With a stamp of his foot Wiggles snapped, “Both of you are in for big trouble if you can’t settle down and be quit making so much noise”. With a soft sniffle Fluffy whispered, “He wants me to get all water wet”. Then Jaybird whispered back, “He was saying water wet is bad”. “Ok Jaybird you go back to sleep and Fluffy you go to the chuck hall porch and wait for dinner, and I’m going back to my nest for a few winks of sleep”.
This seemed to satisfy everyone. Jaybird closed his eyes and right away started to snore. Fluffy wagged his tail as he started off toward the chuck house.

My tiny mind thinks that water is ok if used in the right way.
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Furwaggle Chapter 26

Chapter 26

Bug Day

The rest of the world celebrates many different holidays and events but in this fictitious dreamland, called Furwaggle, there are also some special ones. Today is one of those out of the ordinary events, it’s Bug Day.
We find Wiggles and Fluffy standing on the chuck house porch after finishing lunch. Fluffy is going thru his normal after meal routine of rubbing his belly. He then remarks, “You know, I haven’t seen Zorba lately. Any idea where he has gone off to?”. “Oh, didn’t you know, he is off on one of his circus tours. He will be traveling around for the next couple of weeks doing his act for different charity functions”, answers Wiggles. With a far off look, Fluffy says, “I would like to do something like that”. Wiggles smiles and says, “I don’t think there is much interest in a act where spectators sit around and watching someone eat”.
With that the two friends step down off the porch and walk out into the barnyard. Fluffy stops for a moment to scratch behind his ear and asked, “Have you noticed that there are a lot more creepy bugs around lately”. “Sure”, replied Wiggles, “It’s a special event day, all the insects are meeting here to celebrate Bug Day”. “Well I sure hope they don't get on me, they make me itch. Those crawly little critters seem to like me too much ”, remarked Fluffy. “Well Fluffy, they aren’t all crawly, some of them fly too”, added Wiggles. With that Fluffy jerked his head up and started looking around in the air. Wiggles saw this and said, “You won’t see many around here, they are mainly out in the north forty where the celebrations are being held. Come on let's go watch the festivities”. With a sorrowful look Fluffy asked, “Do we have too?”.
With a quick waddle, Wiggles starts off across the fields toward the north forty with Flurry reluctantly tagging along behind. Before long they could hear many little high-pitched sounds coming from up ahead. After a few more steps there came a very deep voice, “And just where do you two think you’re going?”. This brought Wiggles and Fluffy to a sudden stop. Looking around Fluffy sees an ant standing in the pathway and tells Wiggles, “There seems to be a road block ahead”. Wiggles looks down at the ant and said, “We are going to the celebration to watch the fun”. The little ant barked back, “Well you can’t go in, so beat it”. Just then two flying bugs swooped down from the sky and hovered in front of the little ant. He took one look at them and said, “It’s ok you two can pass”. And with that the two flyers took off toward the celebration. With a puzzled look Fluffy asked, “How come they get to go see the fun but we can’t?” With a somber look the ant explained, “It’s ok for you to pass. Cats, dogs, and any thing with hair or fur are welcome. But your friend there has to stay out. We don’t let birds or anything with beaks or feathers to mess things up”. “How come”, quizzed Wiggles. With a sigh the little ant explained, “Last year when the celebration was held at Never, Never Land, two Penguin got in and nearly wiped out a whole tribe of beetles before we chased them away”. With a huff Wiggles strighten himself up to his full height and said, “Look mister ant, border guard or what ever you are, I will have you know that I was the chief specimen at the Harvard School of Medical for two years running. And besides that, I was awarded the Silver Star for my flight training above and beyond the call of duty. Also….”. Before he could continue the ant interrupted him with, “Say, you must be Wiggles, that quacky friend of Zorba who performed here this morning. He told us all about you and there can’t be two whackos waddling around like that. Just put on this muzzle and go on in”. “Muzzle, MUZZLE”, yelled Wiggles. “I’m not wearing any muzzle”. “Me either”, barked Fluffy. “Look feathers, either muzzle up, or shut up. You’re not getting in without it”, barked back the ant. With that Wiggles turned on his heels and in a huff started stomping off, with Fluffy right behind him.
“Harrumph”, exclaimed Wiggles. “I have never been so insulted in my life. I’m going to the water pond and wash off all this verbal abuse”. Hearing the words, water and wash, brought Fluffy to a sudden stop. “Now wait a minute, I’m not doing any water washing”, exclaimed Fluffy. Without stopping his stomping waddle Wiggles called back to Fluffy, “Well you do what you want, but I’m off to the pond”. “Well, I think I will just go over to the barnyard and roll around in the dirt until dinner”, replied Fluffy.With that the two friends part, one stomping and the other skipping.
My tiny mind thinks that muzzles are not right to stop ideas or talking.
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Furwaggle Chapter 25

Chapter 25

Little Red Wagon

Now that it’s a New Year, things will surly change in the real world. But not here, it is always the same in this fictitious dreamland, called, Furwaggle.
The weather is nice and warm, the sky is clear and blue and we find Wiggles and Zorba lazing around in the rays of the sun. “This is the life, just laying, here with no troubles, no hassles, just peace and quiet” Remarks Wiggles.
“I know what you mean, but you may have over looked something”, replies Zorba. “I don’t know what you mean, there are no taxes, no little tin gods”, answered Wiggles. “You are right, we don’t have any politicians here in Furwaggle, so there are no taxes, but there is something that you forgot”, added Zorba. “And just what did I forget”, asked Wiggles. With just one word Zorba answered, “Fluffy”. Wiggles mumbled to himself, “I must be getting old”. At that point Fluffy walked up with a big grin, patted his belly and with a twinkle in his eye said, “Boy oh boy was breakfast good this morning. They had three helpings for everyone and I sure got my fair share”. Zorba couldn’t help himself, he blurted out, “We had no doubt that when it comes to food you would get your fair share and maybe just a little bit more”.
At about that time they all heard something coming up the road, “Beep, Beep, squeak”. It was Squeaky Mouse pulling something. Everyone stopped talking and all eyes were on Squeaky. Especially Fluffy, he had that, deer in the headlights stare. After a few moments Zorba broke the silence, “Hi Squeaky, what is that you are pulling” ? With pride Squeaky answered, “It’s my brand new, one of a kind little red wagon. There is not another one like it in all of Furwaggle”. Squeaky then looked from one to the other for that look of envy, but when he came to Fluffy, he was baffled. “What is wrong with Fluffy”, asked Squeaky? “He looks like he’s turned to stone“. Wiggles turned to give Fluffy the once over and concluded, “I think he’s ok, he blinked and now his lips are beginning to quiver. I think he is trying to say something”. “Hummm a hum, it’s a beautiful red wagon”, finally came out of Fluffy. Then with a jerk, Fluffy began to jump up and down. After 5 or 6 jumps, he began running circles around Squeaky and his red wagon, all the while chanting, “It’s a red wagon, it’s a red wagon”. Wiggles turned to Zorba and with a cough said, “I think you had better flag him down before he starts a major dust storm”. So Zorba steped into the path of Fluffy, held up his hand and in a very loud commanding voice shouted, “HALT”. This brought Fluffy to a screeching stop, but he was still babbling, “It’s a red wagon, it’s a red wagon”. Wiggles said, “Yes, we know it’s a red wagon. I may have very poor eyesight but I can see it, so what”? “I wan, I wanna, drive it”, stuttered Fluffy. “Whoa there, hang on a minute. Do you have a red wagon driving license”? “A what”, asked Fluffy? Squeaky explained, “Yes, you have to have a license from the RWDMV before you can drive my red wagon”. With a puzzled look Fluffy asked, “What is a RWDMV”? With a wink, Wiggles said, “Everyone knows RWDMV stands for Red Wagon Dept of Motor Vehicles”. With a sheepish look Fluffy asked, “Okay, I'm not above begging, couldn’t I just take it for a little spin around the barnyard and….”. Squeaky interrupted with, “No license, no driving”. “Ok, how do I get me one of those license things”, asked Fluffy. Wiggles cleared his throat and begin, “You have go to the RWDMV, take an eye test, a written test and beings you’re a first time driver, you may have to take a driving test, too”.
“Wow”, exclaimed Fluffy. “I’m going off to the RWDMV and get tested so I can drive a little Red Wagon”. All the rest nodded their heads while hiding their smiles and chuckles as they started off toward the barnyard.
My tiny mind thinks we all should be on the lookout for little Red Wagons.
Continued… (maybe).
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Furwaggle Chapter 24

Chapter 24

Christmas

The air is getting colder and the leaves are falling off the trees. It's a sure sign that winter is coming to the rest of the world. But it is always warm here in this fictitious dreamland, called, Furwaggle.
Today we find Wiggles and Slithering Sam chewing the fat over how bad it will be if the weather turns chilly. “Whenever it gets cold my beak locks up and I can’t talk, let alone eat. I just wna run away and hide from it all.” Remarks Wiggles. “I know what you mean”, replies Sam. “I'm speechless and can’t even hiss whenever the temperature drops below a normal slithering point”. At that point Fluffy walked up and said, “I'm not sure what's going on, but, I would like to join in on some important talk”. With sarcasm, Sam asked, “why, are you bilingual"? With confidence, Fluffy looks up at him and says, "Meow!" With a chuckle, Wiggles said to Fluffy, “we are discussing how good it is to have nice warm weather and what happens when it get cold in winter”.
“Well, I don’t know about you guys, but there is one good thing about winter”, said Fluffy. “Yea, and just what would that be” asked Sam? With a twinkle in his eye Fluffy said, “Well, Christmas of course”. With a shock both Sam and Wiggles said together, “Of course”. Then Fluffy continued with, “and the best part is when Santa comes with goodies for everyone”. Just then, Zorba walks up and asks, “for everyone”? With a surprise Fluffy said, “sure, why not”? Then Zorba explained, “Santa Claus listens all year to hear who has been naughty or nice, and you can guess who gets the goodies”. “Oh”, said Fluffy with a sad look. “I think I’m in trouble”. “Oh, Fluffy don’t worry”, said Wiggles. “You’re not naughty, youthfully naive maybe, but not naughty”. “You guys are confusing me. I don’t know much about Christmas, but is Santa Claus and Santa the same guy that is giving out all these Christmas presents”, asked Sam? “Sure”, said Zorba. “He is called many names besides Santa Claus and Santa, such as, Saint Nick, Saint Nicholas, Father Christmas, and possible a few more depending where you come from or live”. Tell me more about this Santa guy that gives out gifts on Christmas”, asked Sam. It was Wiggles turn to answer, “Santa lives at the North Pole, where his Christmas-gift workshop is also located”. Then Zorba interrupts with, “Santa Claus has a white beard, and puts on his red jacket and pompom-topped cap, goes out on the night before Christmas in his sleigh, pulled by eight reindeer, and climbs down chimneys to leave his gifts to those who have been nice”, and for Fluffys' benefit he added, “or naïve”. “Well, if you’re so smart, can you name all of Santa’s reindeer”, ask Wiggles? “Sure can”, replied Zorba. “The original eight reindeer are Dasher, Dancer, Prancer, Vixen, Comet, Cupid, Donner and Blitzen. And if it is a snowy over-cast, zero visibility night, then Rudolph is added because he is a red-nosed reindeer that can light up the path for the rest”. With admiration Wiggles said to Zorba, “you sure do know your reindeer stuff, I’m impressed”.
“Well, if you really want to know about Santa and the night before Christmas, give a listen to this”, came a voice down at Fluffys' feet. It was Charlie Book Worm. He didn’t wait for an answer but began to read from one of his ever-present books. “This is a poem, "Twas the Night Before Christmas"
By Clement Clarke Moore” started Charlie.
'Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the house
Not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse;
The stockings were hung by the chimney with care,
In hopes that St. Nicholas soon would be there;
The children were nestled all snug in their beds,
While visions of sugar-plums danced in their heads;
And mamma in her 'kerchief, and I in my cap,
Had just settled down for a long winter's nap,
When out on the lawn there arose such a clatter,
I sprang from the bed to see what was the matter.
Away to the window I flew like a flash,
Tore open the shutters and threw up the sash.
The moon on the breast of the new-fallen snow
Gave the luster of mid-day to objects below,
When, what to my wondering eyes should appear,
But a miniature sleigh, and eight tiny reindeer,
With a little old driver, so lively and quick,
I knew in a moment it must be St. Nick.
More rapid than eagles his coursers they came,
And he whistled, and shouted, and called them by name;
"Now, Dasher! Now, Dancer! Now, Prancer and Vixen!
On, Comet! on Cupid! on, Donder and Blitzen!
To the top of the porch! to the top of the wall!
Now dash away! dash away! dash away all!"
As dry leaves that before the wild hurricane fly,
When they meet with an obstacle, mount to the sky,
So up to the house-top the coursers they flew,
With the sleigh full of toys, and St. Nicholas too.
And then, in a twinkling, I heard on the roof
The prancing and pawing of each little hoof.
As I drew in my hand, and was turning around,
Down the chimney St. Nicholas came with a bound.
He was dressed all in fur, from his head to his foot,
And his clothes were all tarnished with ashes and soot;
A bundle of toys he had flung on his back,
And he looked like a peddler just opening his pack.
His eyes -- how they twinkled! his dimples how merry!
His cheeks were like roses, his nose like a cherry!
His droll little mouth was drawn up like a bow,
And the beard of his chin was as white as the snow;
The stump of a pipe he held tight in his teeth,
And the smoke it encircled his head like a wreath;
He had a broad face and a little round belly,
That shook, when he laughed like a bowlful of jelly.
He was chubby and plump, a right jolly old elf,
And I laughed when I saw him, in spite of myself;
A wink of his eye and a twist of his head,
Soon gave me to know I had nothing to dread;
He spoke not a word, but went straight to his work,
And filled all the stockings; then turned with a jerk,
And laying his finger aside of his nose,
And giving a nod, up the chimney he rose;
He sprang to his sleigh, to his team gave a whistle,
And away they all flew like the down of a thistle.
But I heard him exclaim, ere he drove out of sight,
"Happy Christmas to all, and to all a good night."
“Wow”, exclaimed Fluffy. “I think I’m going off and start trying to be nice so that I can get some goodies come Christmas”. All the rest nodded their heads as they started off toward the barnyard.
My tiny mind wants to express to you all, “Merry Christmas”.
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Furwaggle Chapter 23

Chapter 23
Dance

Today, there are happy feet in this fictitious dreamland, called, Furwaggle. Everyone has polished up their dancing shoes and out in the barnyard showing off their snappy steps. That is, everyone except Fluffy. He is sitting on the chuck house porch munching on an apple. He had heard that vigorous dancing is a good way to blow off steam. Fluffy figured that it must be some kind of therapy but he already had his daily growl at the cook for serving him too small of a breakfast and that is all the healing power he needed for today. Anyway, dogs don’t dance when they can sit on the sidelines and laugh at others that try to shake a leg.
A good example of odd-looking dancers is Wiggles. Yes, even Wiggles is putting on a show for all to see. He is all dressed up in his hippie garb and doing a popular sixties fowl step. This kind of suggests that he may have had a much different kind of lifestyle when he was younger. In any case, he was pretty good for an old duck with arthritis and being half blind. But Fluffy knew, come tomorrow, Wiggles would be back to his old normal self. Maybe have a few stiff joints and a little bit of a limp, but none the less normal.
Over in the corral there is Old Joe Baker, kicking up his heels to show the others how it’s done. It could be that the one reason he is so active is that Busy Bee is performing a ballet over his head. He always did his boogieing inside the corral because if he got carried away and stepped on someone it was a really big ouch. Outside of the occasional visit of an elephant or dragon, he weights more than any ten other dancers put together. Horses aren’t light you know and also they have big feet.
There wasn’t much of a band for the dancers to dance to. As a matter of fact there wasn’t any band at all. It would be kind of hard to play music that would be good for all of the different kind of dance steps that was going on. For example, there was the triple ants doing their stick dance. It was kind of like western line dancing except they carried a long pole to help keep then in line. Then there was Zorba, doing his Greek soft shoe routine. There just wasn’t any music that would go with both, let alone all the other dancing styles that were going on at the same time.
All of a sudden the dinner bell rang, and it was a good thing too, because the dancers were just about wore out and couldn’t go on much longer. That is, all but Fluffy; he jumped up and was the first one in the chow line. You can’t keep a good dog down.
My tiny mind thinks that dancing is a good way to express yourself. Talking is good too.
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Furwaggle Chapter 22

Chapter 22
Practice, Practice

It is good to know your limitation even in a place like this fictitious dreamland, called, Furwaggle. You never know when something will come up that will test your skill or knowledge, just like in the real world. One should always strive for improvement.
Wiggles is on one of his daily walks, when he comes upon the tree where Zorba hangs out. And sure enough, there is Zorba hanging by his tail. Wiggles calls out, “Hello Zorba. What are you up to?” Zorba calls back, “I’m up a tree, can’t you see?” Wiggles snaps back, “Ok, don’t be smart with me. I know you're up in that tree. The question is why?” “Sorry Wiggles, I’m trying to improve my act for the up coming festival”, replies Zorba. With a shock, Wiggles remembers that about this time each year there is a fair where everyone does something to entertain everyone else. Then Zorba asked, “What kind of an act are you planning to do Wiggles?” With a sad look Wiggles said, “Well, it’s not going to be like last year. With a sly grin Zorba asked, “And what was that”. Wiggles sleeplessly replied, “I took a long run, flapped my wings and flew upside down around the barnyard while whistling a snappy tune”. With awh Zorba said, “That sounds cool. How did it work out?” “You see my bent beak don’t you”, snapped Wiggles.
Just then a loud flaying of wings could be heard overhead and a large shadow was cast over the landscape. “What is that”, yelled Zorba, as he tried to climb even higher in the tree. Wiggles looks over his shoulder and saw a huge creature looking down at him. It was so tall, even Timmy the Giraffe would have had to look up to see the top of this thing. Then a booming voice came from this giant, “HELLO”. “Hello there, is that you Puff”, said Fluffy as he came walking up to this little gathering. “Do you know this…this gigantic err… Puff”, stuttered Wiggles. “Sure, Puff provided the fire at last months' BBQ. And it was a tasty affair too”, replied Fluffy. Then Fluffy turned to Puff and asked, “What you doing here Puff”? With a sheepish grin and a much lower voice Puff said, “Well you see I had a flameout coming over the mountains and had to make an emergency landing”. Fluffy asked, “Is there anything we can do to help you”? This time with a big grin Puff boomed, “Sure, my boiler is out and I need to get the flame started. Do you happen to have some gasoline or kerosene or even a lump of coal would do”. “Sure”, proclaimed Fluffy. “Come on over to the chuck house and we can fix you right up”. Then Puff said, “Come on jump on my back and I will give you a ride”. With a little hesitation Fluffy asked, “Can you fly without fire”? With pride Puff assured Fluffy by saying, “Sure, I’ve been practicing flameless low level stuff and there will be no problem. As a matter of fact, I’m getting pretty good at this stealth flying”. As the two took off Wiggles and Zorba could hear Fluffy yell, “Wheeee…”
As Zorba swung down from the tree he proclaimed, “Now wasn’t that something. You know I think I’ve had enough practice for one day. Let's go back to the barnyard”. “Sounds good to me”, replied Wiggles. “Who knows what we will run into next, a flying whale”?
My tiny mind thinks that it is good to understand what you know and what you don’t know. Then fix what you can.
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Furwaggle Chapter 21

Chapter 21

Boat Trip

Because there are few roads, travel is not easy in this fictitious dreamland, called, Furwaggle. There is the main mind road over the mountain that allows easy access, because the highway of imagination is needed against reality. But most of Furwaggle is farmland, just like in the real world, long ago.
All thru breakfast Wiggles and Zorba have had a heated conversation, and it continues on outside into the barnyard after eating. Although Fluffy was sitting nearby in the chuck house, he had been too busy eating to pay attention to what the tongue wagging was all about. But now that Fluffy had his number one priority taken care of, he joins his two friends just in time to hear Zorba proclaim, “…and what if it sinks? I can’t swim”. Fluffy blurts out, “So what, neither can I”. Zorba spins around and challenges Fluffy, “Ok, then you go with him”. Fluffy never wanting to be out done, replies with, “Ok, I will. With who and where are we going”? Fluffy had in his mind that they were talking about going down to the peach orchard and having a nice little snack. But when Zorba said, “Go with Wiggles on a boat trip down the river”, Fluffy was shocked. Going some where with Wiggles didn’t bother Fluffy, he was always doing that, but boat and river made his head spin. Then it came to him, “I get it. This is a joke, right? You guys are making fun of me”. Wiggles puffed his feathers up and proclaimed, “No. this is no joke. I want to travel and see all there is to see. I want to explore like Magellan or Columbus. They did it by boat, so how best for me to see the sights than by boat”. “But I can’t swim”, Fluffy blurts out. “So now you’re going to back out”, teased Zorba. Fluffy tried to reply but no words would come. He realized that it was hopeless. He had been out tricked into the most awful thing possible, water. With a wave Zorba turned and skipped off while saying, “You guys have a nice trip and I will see you when or if you ever get back”. With a stern look at Fluffy, Wiggles said, “I will meet you down by the river early tomorrow morning, and don’t be late”.
Wiggles is sitting on a log over looking the river, while he waits for Fluffy to join him. The morning is a little foggy which makes it even harder for Wiggles to see, but he can hear something like chomping coming his way. Out of the brush stumbles Fluffy eating on an apple and carrying a stuffed backpack. “Is that you Fluffy”, asked Wiggles? “Sho is”, answers Fluffy. “You’re late”, snaps Wiggles. “Well I had to stop off at the chuck house to get some supplies, and took a little detour thru the apple orchard for a snack to hold me over for the trucking down here to the river”, replies Fluffy. Then Fluffy looks around for a moment and then asked, “Ok, just where is this boat thing”? Wiggles pointing down the bank said, “That’s it. Tied up at the river bank, and it’s waiting for us”. With a shock Fluffy blurts out, “Where did you get that tiny thing”? “Wiggles sarcasticly replies, “What did you expect the Titanic? I had the beaver twins, Tooth and Nail, make it for me. Now come before we lose the tide”. With that Wiggles starts to scramble down the bank toward the boat. Fluffy follows him while trying to figure out what a tide is and should he be worried or not.
Wiggles scrambles into the boat and starts untieing the mooring rope. He looks around to see Fluffy pacing back and forth at the waters edge. Wiggles calls out to Fluffy, “Come on, get into the boat, we are burning daylight.” With that, Fluffy backs up a few steps and takes a running jump. He lands with a splat in the river about halfway to the boat. Fluffy starts trashing in the water and yelling, “Help me, help me. I’m drowning.” Wiggles replies with a chuckle, “Stand up, the water isn’t deep enough for you to drown.” Sheepishly Fluffy does what his friend said and sees that the water doesn’t even cover his paws. As he climbs into the boat Fluffy says, “How should I know, all water looks the same to me.”
Once Fluffy is in, he grabs the big pole in the middle of the boat and hangs on for dear life. They drift out toward the middle of the river where the current starts carrying them down stream. The boat begins to rock back and forth, that starts Fluffy to whimper, “We are going to sink !!” Wiggles snaps at Fluffy, “If you would sit down, the boat will be more stable.” With that Fluffy plops down and wraps all four legs around the pole, making him feel much better. Then with a little smile, Fluffy said to Wiggles, “Thanks for having this big pole put in for me to hang on to.” With a wise old smile Wiggles said, “We seafarers call that a mast not a pole.” Fluffy said, “Ok, I will do that, my seafaring captain.” Then Fluffy began to point toward the far bank of the river and shout, “Look over there.” “Where?”, asked Wiggles. “Over here, this side of the boat.”, shouted Fluffy. With a huff, Wiggles said, “That’s the starboard side of the boat”. “Sun side, star side, who cares. Look at the river bank”, barked Fluffy. What Wiggles saw, was a large group yelling and waving at them. With a smile Wiggles said, “That’s our friends, they have come down to see us off”. With a huff, Fluffy said, “ Looks more like a wake to me”.
Almost as if in slow motion, the boat with Fluffy and Wiggles on board graceful floated on down the river. Then all of a sudden there is a bump, as something hits the boat. Fluffy lets out a squeal and stutters, “We have been hit, and it’s not the wind”. Wiggles looks around just in time to see the beaver twins, Tooth and Nail, float by on a great big log. Wiggles calls out to them, “Where are you going with that big log”? Tooth calls back, “We are going to join the rest of our tribe at the dam”. With bewilderment Wiggles yells, “Dam, there’s no dam shown on the map”. This time Nail calls back, “That’s right. We have just finished building it, and it’s a brute”. Just then as they round a bend in the river, Wiggles can see a gigantic structure. It is higher than Fluffy’s mask and goes all across the river. Wiggles stammers, “But…, but, how are we going to get past that? I want to travel down the river and see things”. This time the beaver twins answer together, “This is it. The river stops here. There isn’t any more”.
Zorba is hanging by his tail from the big tree in the barnyard when he sees Fluffy and Wiggles walk into the barnyard. He calls out, “Hi there. I thought you two was sailing down the river to far off exotic places”. “Well, we kinda ran into a little problem”, answers Fluffy. Zorba turns to Wiggles and asked, “What kind of problem? Did you sink? I told you so”. Wiggles doesn’t stop, he just keeps on walking to the barn and the only thing from him is some grumbling and a hiss or two. Fluffy interrupts the silence with, “Hay, Am I in time for lunch”?
My tiny mind thinks that good planning on land or sea is a must for success in life.
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Furwaggle Chapter 20

Chapter 20
A talking stick

The air is alive with the sounds of chatter in this fictitious dreamland, called, Furwaggle. Because everyone can talk and understand each other regardless of whom or what they are, there is always a lot of banter going on, just like in the real world, today is no exception.
There is a small group over by the watering trough talking about the wind, rain and other such stuff. Little Squeaky Mouse is going on and on, “yadda, yadda, yadda”. Zorba jumps in with, “I've traveled a lot and….”. But before he can say more he is interrupted by Hopper the Cricket, “Let me tell you, even a little dew is no good for any jumping”. This goes on and on. Everyone is talking but no one is saying anything for long.
Standing off to one side is Isaac the Owl, Fluffy and Wiggles. Isaac remarks, "What we need is a talking stick". With a puzzled look Fluffy asked, "You got a stick that talks like a parrot"? Wiggles thinks to himself, “You’re going to be sorry Isaac”. With a sigh Isaac said, “No, it’s a stick that you hold when speaking”. “Oh, I see, it’s a puppet”, replied Fluffy. Isaac is now beginning to feel that it was a mistake to bring this up. So, very carefully he begins to explain, “A talking stick is a Native American tradition used to make possible an orderly discussion”. At about that time Zorba comes walking up and asked, “Hi guys. What’s going on”? Before Isaac could say anything, Fluffy blurts out, “We are talking about a stick that you beat others with, so you can talk”. “Hey, that’s not a bad idea”, replies Zorba. Isaac is thinking that this is getting more and more hopeless, and he is beginning to lose control of himself. He starts jumping up and down and shouts, “No, No! The Talking Stick is a stick that is passed around and only the one holding the stick is allowed to talk without interruption. It’s best used when holding a Pow-Wow gathering, or having a storytelling circle”.
Fluffy thinks for a moment and then says, “Don’t sound like much fun to me”. “Maybe instead of a stick, we should use a burning candle for those long winded talkers”, remarks Zorba. “A burning match might be even better”, adds Fluffy. Isaac just shakes his head and without saying a hoot, waddles off toward the sanity of the forest. “What do you think Wiggles”, asked Fluffy? “I think, where is that dinner bell when you need it”, Wiggles replies with a quiet chuckle.
My tiny mind thinks that there are times when a Talking Stick could be a good thing. When all else fails, Fluffy's idea of how to use it, could be right.
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Furwaggle Chapter 19

Chapter 19
Story Time

It’s one of those special days in this magnificent fictitious dreamland, called Furwaggle. Today is story-telling day. It is like a contest of tales, except there is no winner nor is a prize given; the reward is in the telling. Each resident is encouraged to tell a tall story to everyone else, like what happens in the real world of politics.
All over Furwaggle there are small groups, with each member taking turns narrating their fable.
When all in a group have had a turn, then they will breakup and join another round table of storytellers. In one group, Al the Gater is relating how he had added some color to Fluffy by giving him a red nose. In another, Mrs. Frog is describing with much fan fair how she defeated the fox in the henhouse. Even Wiggles has joined in the fun by telling of his encounter with a mysterious little green man.
After having his say, Wiggles moved on to another group where Fluffy and Zorba are preparing to tell their story. Zorba starts off first, “A few years ago I was giving a command performance for the heads of state of North Dakota”. Fluffy just had to butt in, “What do you mean, heads of state”? Zorba snaps back with, “It was the King and Queen of North Dakota. Now don’t interrupt me”. Wiggles whispered with a quiet chuckle, “There isn’t any King or Queen of North Dakota”. Zorba pretended not to hear Wiggles and continued on with his tale, “As I was saying, at the conclusion of my performance there was a rousing round of applause. After the clapping and whistling had died down, the King invited me to join him and his royal family for dinner and the celebration of his son, Prince Toad, latest achievement. It was a festive party, with fine food and lively entertainment”. At that, Fluffy just couldn’t hold back, “Now that sounds like my kind of party”. Zorba gave Fluffy a dirty look but went on with his story, “Near the end of the party the King stood and raised his arms for attention. He then made a toast to his son and praised him for his founding of South Dakota. Again there was a rousing round of applause and cheering. Later as the party wound down, I was able to talk to Prince Toad. I asked him about the founding of South Dakota, and told him that I thought others had found it a long time ago. He agreed, and said that he didn’t claim to be the first to find South Dakota. He had just discovered it while on one of his explorations. And in pursuit of being a great explorer, he plans to found Wisconsin but may have to found Minnesota first, because it’s kinda in the way”. With that Zorba concluded his fable.
Fluffy said, “Well, I’m glad that’s over, I think next year there should be a time limit”. Zorba snapped, “Ok Fluffy, lets see what you can do”. With that Fluffy started his story, “I don't have much to say so I will keep it short and besides it’s near dinner time. You know the expression, “Glad pigs can’t fly”, well they can’t but horses can. Just the other day while I was out in the cornfield I heard a great buzzing in the air. When I looked up there it was, a flying horse. He circled me twice and then did a dive down and just missed my nose. Then with a great flapping of his wings he climbed high in the sky and flew off toward the mountains”. Zorba said, “I never heard such nonsense”. Just then there was the call to dinner. Wiggles said, “Saved by the bell”. As they all walked off toward the chuck house, you could hear Zorba and Fluffy exchanging comments about each other’s story.
My tiny mind thinks that one should keep their story short and not drag it out to exhaustion.
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Furwaggle Chapter 18

Chapter 18

One door closes, another one opens

The air is always clean, even when there is foggy, foggy dew in this magnificent fictitious dreamland, called Furwaggle. Today started out with a little fog but it is clearing up and now there is only a slight mist in the air. By mid morning all will be clear and shiny, unlike what happens in the real world.
Fluffy has a wide smile on his face after just finishing his second breakfast. He is followed closely by Zorba as he steps out of the chuck house door. Just as the door swings closed, Zorba is sidetracked by one of his adoring fans, so he turns to wave and doesn’t notice what is happening behind him. The door slams closed and puts a mighty squeeze on Zorba’s tail. Zorba lets out with a high pitch squeal that could be heard all over Furwaggle. Fluffy spins around and seeing what has happen, he rushes to help his friend’s trouble. But just at that time Al the Gater has kicked the door open from the inside. The door swings open with a mighty bang, freeing Zorba’s tail, but at the same time hitting Fluffy square in the nose. Now there are two who are jumping around whimpering and screaming. After awhile things calm down and are almost back to normal, well at least quieter. Fluffy cries, “Oh my poor nose.” “Your nose, my poor tail, its broken, I’ll never be able to swing again, what to do, what to do”, wails Zorba. Fluffy said, “why don’t you go see the Chicken Doctor, he can work wonders”. “Ok, come on lets go”, said Zorba in a trembling voice. “No, you go on, I’m just going to put a little ice on my nose and sit here and whimper awhile. Besides I don’t have a bur in my paw”, said Fluffy. With that Zorba started off toward Doc Chicken’s place of mending, holding his tail in his arms.
Fluffy sat there holding a piece of ice on his nose, and from time to time someone would stop and chat awhile. The latest visitor was June Bug; he was always getting in a good word or two. “Hello Fluffy, I see you have been putting your nose into some where that it didn’t belong”, June said snidely. “No, it was the chuck house door on Zorba’s tail, and Big Al Gater”, stammered Fluffy. June Bug went on with, “Yea right. You know Fluffy, with a nose like that you could be Rudolf in the Christmas play next year and guide Saint Nick’s sled around the barn yard”. “Look June, why don’t you just buzz off and torment someone else. You’re making my nose hurt”, pleaded Fluffy. At about that time Wiggles came walking up. Hurriedly June Bug said, “Got to be going. See your nose later”. June was never sure if Wiggles was a bug eater or not. In any case he wasn’t going to take any chances and took off with a high-speed buzz.
Wiggles asked, “Fluffy, what have you gotten yourself into now?” Fluffy whimpered back, “It wasn’t my fault this time. It was Zorba’s tail in the door that started it and I just got in the way”. “Yea, there is a lot of that going around these days”, snickered Wiggles. Then Fluffy said, “Not you too Wiggles, so far I’ve been told that I look like Rudolf, that I will be able to see in the dark, and even that it is an improvement to my face”. With a chuckle Wiggles said, “Well if you wouldn’t sit there whimpering, maybe they wouldn’t be making fun of you”. “But it feels so good to whimper, that’s what I do”, replied Fluffy. He went on to say, “Besides that, I’m going to be first in line for lunch”. As if by magic, the lunch bell rang and the chuck house door swung open. Fluffy said, “See you later Wiggles”, as he cautiously entered the chuck house door. He wasn’t going to be hit twice, at least not in the same day. With a laugh Wiggles went on his way.
My tiny mind thinks that it’s a good thing to keep your nose out of other peoples business unless asked. Even then, think twice.
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Furwaggle Chapter 17

Chapter 17
All in the family

It is generally quiet and peaceful in this wonderful fictitious dreamland, called Furwaggle. But there are rare days when there is some noisy confusion and today is one of those times, kinda like what happens in the real world.
The sun is just peaking up over the far off mountain range when Fluffy crawls out of his little doghouse and does a big stretch followed by just as big a yawn. He then opens one eye and what he sees causes him to give out a loud scream while jumping up on top of his little house. After a moment or two he realizes what had scared him. Still shaken he said with a whimper, “Oh, it’s you Mrs. Frog. I didn’t recognize you at first”. Mrs. Frog snapped back with, “Fluffy you get down from there this minute, stop fooling around. I have a complaint to make.”. While climbing down from his little house Fluffy explained to Mrs. Frog, “It’s the Imperial Grand Wizard who you should be talking to. He is the head of the complaint department. But right now he is on vacation and should be back in about a year or so”. Mrs. Frog yelled back, “It’s not the Wizard that I have problem with, it’s one of your relatives that’s the problem”. Fluffy tried to explain, “I don’t have any relatives, I was an only puppy and …….”. Mrs. Frog interrupted with, “Don’t you sass me, you young whipper snapper. I know what I saw, now what are you going to do about it?”. Then Fluffy remembered one of Wiggles sayings, “When in doubt, ask about”. So Fluffy in a very calm voice asked, “Mrs. Frog Just what do you want me to do about what?”. Mrs. Frog was now yelling at Fluffy, “All that noise, it’s been going on all night and I didn’t get a wink of sleep.”. Fluffy raised one ear and listened but all he could hear was a cricket down by the pond, and a butterfly flapping his wings over by the apple trees but that is about it. He then thought, “So much for Wiggles sayings.”. He then said to Mrs. Frog, “I don’t hear any noise.”. Mrs. Frog came back with, “of course not now, it quit when I hit it with a rock. And that poor Mother Chicken.”. With a shocked voice Fluffy asked, “You hit Mother Chicken with a rock?”. Mrs. Frog near hysterics when she answered, “No you dummy, aren’t you paying attention. It was your one of your relatives that I hit with a rock, he was prowling around the hen house and Mother Chicken was kicking up a noisy ruckus.”. With a steely glare she followed with,” Now what are you going to do about?”. Fluffy knew that look, it was the kind that gave you warts if you didn’t cooperate. Fluffy knew what was good for him and he said to Mrs. Frog, “Yes, Mrs. Frog, I will get right on it, no relative (cough) of mine is going to get away with something like that.”. With that, Mrs. Frog turned on her heel and started off toward the chuck house. After four or five steps she turned her head and said, in a stern voice, “Well!”. With that Fluffy took off at a trot and didn’t look back.
About half way to the henhouse there was a big tree and Fluffy sees Zorba hanging from a limb by his tail and a peaceful “zzzz” was coming from him. Fluffy knew that he was going to need some help unraveling this noisy relative thing. So, with a loud bark he set in motion a number of things. Zorbas eyes opened, his tail came lose from the tree limb and he fell, landing on his nose with a thud and then there was a loud squeaky scream. Zorba jumped up and began hopping around in a circle while holding his nose, all the time squealing at the top of his lungs, “Oh that hurts, ouch, ouch!”. At the end of his second full circle of hopping he came face to face with Fluffy. He yelled at him, “What do you mean wakening me up like that?”. Fluffy said, “I’m sorry Zorba. I never new anyone but possums and maybe that bats sleep hanging like that.”. “Well I do”, snapped Zorba. Then he followed with, “Just what is so dank fire important that you wake me and give me a sore nose?”. Fluffy then rattled off, “Noisy relatives, rock throwing Mrs. Frog, and warts.”. Zorba just stood there with his mouth open. At about that time Wiggles came walking up and said, “Hi there guys. What’s going on?”. Zorba turned to Wiggles and said, “Something about a relative, a rock and warts, I think, also Fluffy gave me a sore nose and I may have brain damage because I’m seeing things.”. Wiggles asked, “What kind of things are you seeing?”. Zorba said, “Well for one thing, I see a big question mark above Fluffy’s head and for another I don’t understand a thing he is saying.”. With a laugh Wiggles explains, “Not to worry, few understand Fluffy and the question mark above his head is normal when ever he gets confused. Now where are you guys headed?”. Fluffy jumped in with, “Come on, give me a hand. We are going to the henhouse and fix a relative that I don’t have.” Zorba said to Wiggles, “Come on grab my tail and I will guide you.” With that all three started off toward the henhouse.
When they arrived at the henhouse, all was quite and the chickens were all on their nests. Well, Wiggles said, “I don’t hear any noise, it seems to me that things are as they should be. Do either of you see anything out of place?”. Zorba looked around and said, “Everything looks ok to me, except maybe for that big ball of fur over there in the chicken yard.” “Where, where?”, asked Fluffy. Zorba pointed and said, “Over there. It reminds me of something I saw in a zoo once. Something like a Wombat, no maybe it was a Tiger.” With that Fluffy marches over to the fur ball and demanded, “Are you a relative of mine?”. The ball of fur shook a little and a eye peaked out. Then a raspy voice said, “Are you that rock throwing frog?”. “No, I’m not a rock throwing frog on any other kind of rocking thing.”, said Fluffy. With that the ball of fur stood up and shook it self all over. “That’s not a tiger, it’s a fox.”, said Zorba. Fluffy took a close look and said, “You’re no relative of mine. Who are you?”, challenged Fluffy. “I’m Tricky the fox and I have a big lump on my head.”, replied the fur. Wiggles just had to ask, “Ok Tricky, just what are you doing around here?”. Tricky responded with, “Well you see I was walking along when I spied this building and just to be friendly I stopped to say hello. Then out of no where this frog threw a rock and hit me in the head.”. With a smirk Wiggles said, “So you’re just an ordinary fox in the henhouse, is what you’re saying.”. “So you’re not a relative”, observed Fluffy. And with that the question mark faded from over Fluffy. Then Zorba said, “I think we should be smart as a fox and get out of here before Mother Chicken sees us and we have another rock throwing thing.”. Wiggles joined in with, “Yes, we should be moving along. Maybe go over to the Chicken Doctor and get you all fixed up.”. Fluffy said, “I don’t have a bur in my paw and the punctuation is all gone. I’m not confused any more.”. Tricky answered back with, “I’ve had about all the chickens that I can stand for one day. I’m heading out to Wyoming where I have a job to pose for a statue.”. Tricky then took off at a fast gallop, not even looking back or saying anything. Zorba then said, “Well my nose is all better. And I don’t see anything weird over Fluffy’s head any more but I do hear a ringing in my ears.”. Fluffy perked up one ear and said with joy, “That’s not in your head. That’s the second call to breakfast bell. Come on lets go so we aren’t late.”. With that they started walking toward the chuck house, Zorba added a remark, “I hope they have some more of that oatmeal with peppers. It was sure tasty.”.
My tiny mind thinks that it’s a good thing to keep in touch with your relatives, and don’t play with frogs, you might get warts.
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Furwaggle Chapter 16

Chapter 16

Visitor

There is an open door policy in this wonderful fictitious dreamland, called Furwaggle. That means anyone can come and go as they please. There is no need for a passport, visa, or any kind of paper work to visit this make believe haven. This is a place where you can dream and let your imagination run free.
Today starts very early in the morning when Wiggles is woken out of a deep sleep with a start by Fluffy yelling in Wiggles ear. “What’s going on, and stop yelling in my ear. My eyesight is bad not my hearing”, yelled back Wiggles. “Oh, I forget which one is good, the seeing or the hearing”, replied Fluffy. Then he went on with, “Hurry, come see what I got”. Cautiously Wiggles ask, “Is it catching? Maybe you should go see the Doctor Chicken”. Fluffy went on to explain, “I don’t need a doctor, and there’s no bur in my paw. What I got is a grease monkey. With a grin Wiggles thought to himself, “This boy has to stop eating onions for breakfast”. With that in mind Wiggles follows Fluffy off toward the outer barnyard.
“Isn’t it kinda early for an exercise walk”, asked Wiggles. He didn't think of it as an exercise session so much as his war with gravity. But still it was very early in the morning, and he hadn’t had his cup of coffee yet. After about 10 minutes of walking and with Wiggles grumbling all the way until suddenly they came to a halt. That is Fluffy stopped, Wiggles stop was more abrupt, because he tripped on something in his path and fell down rutting his nose in the dirt. There was an instant squeal, followed by a squeaky voice saying, “Hay, don’t be stepping on my tail”.
Fluffy joyfully began jumping up and down, and now and then making a small circle snapping at his own tail. All the time saying, “See, I told you, I told you”. At the same time Wiggles got to his feet, and began to huff and puff. The squeaky voice asks, “Is that a snorting warthog making all that noise”? With a snicker Fluffy said, “He isn’t no kinda hog. He is Wiggles and I’m Fluffy.” With a sneeze Wiggles added, “I’m trying to get the dirt out of my nose.” Then with a final wheeze, and a mighty snort, Wiggles cleared his nose up and could breathe freely. “Now that’s much better. Ok, Mr. Squeaky just what is the idea of tripping me so that I did a nose landing”, Wiggles demanded. The squeaky voice came back with, “Sorry about the tripping thing, but you shouldn’t have step on me tail. And don’t call me Squeaky I hate that. If you’re going to call me anything call me by my name, Zorba”. Then Fluffy butted in with, “Yea, he’s a grease monkey”. Zorba snapped back with, “I’m no grease anything, I’m a primate from Greece and don’t you forget it”. Fluffy came back with, “Yes, a grease thing …..”. Wiggles stepped in with, “Ok you two, this could go on forever. Lets just leave the names at Zorba, Fluffy, and Wiggles. That way we can all be friends and not have a quarrel”. Zorba agreed with, “That’s ok by me”. And Fluffy added, “What ever”.
Then Wiggles asked, “Tell me Zorba just what are you doing in our make believe world?” Zorba explained, “You see I’m a traveler. Been with the circus for the last four years. Performed for the heads of state, kings and queens of many countries. And when I got word of this dreamland, called Furwaggle I just had to see it for myself.” Fluffy just had to ask, “Have you ever performed for Bugger King?” It was almost too much for Wiggles. He was able to hold back a big laugh but he did have a big grin on his face. With a puzzled look Zorba replied, “Nope don’t think I’ve ever been to Bugger Land.” Zorba went on with, “Now, if you boys will just take me to your king I will do a little performance for him.” Now it was time for Fluffy to shine, “We don’t got one.” Zorba was again puzzled and asked, “You don’t have a king, well who is the head of state here?” Fluffy was on a roll, he loved it when he could tell someone something, “We don’t have a king, or a queen, or a head of anything.” This was more than Zorba could take; he just sat down with a dejected look on his face and said, “This is a really strange place, there is nothing like this in the real world.” To try and cheer Zorba up Wiggles asked him, “Just what kind of an act do you do?” That did the trick, with a twinkle in his eye Zorba began with, “Well I whistle, sing, and tell snappy jokes. Then for a finish I do some acrobatics.” Fluffy just had to ask, “What kind of a bat do you do?” Wiggles said, “It’s acrobatics not bats.” “Here I will show you”, said Zorba. With a mighty jump Zorba sprung into the air and at the top of his leap he wrapped his tail around the limb of a near by tree. Zorba then began to swing back and forth, each swing was higher than one before. Then at the peak of his swing he released his tail and did a triple back somersault, and then landed gently on the ground. Fluffy and Wiggles broke into a loud applause and whistles. A near by butterfly joined in by flapped his wings and yelled “Bravo”.
Zorba bowed and said, “I never had a more excited group for its size, in fact I think I even hear a bell”. Fluffy knew what that was and he told Zorba, “Oh, that’s the second call to breakfast. Come on I think they may even have some bananas for you.” As the three started off toward the chuck house Zorba said, “I can’t eat bananas, they give me heartburn, do you think they might have some oatmeal with peppers?”
My tiny mind thinks that it’s a good thing to see no evil, hear no evil, and speak no evil.
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Furwaggle Chapter 15

Chapter 15
Some Talking

It’s a good thing that everyone in this wonderful fictitious dreamland, called, Furwaggle can talk to each other. And it’s even better that they can understand each other. If not there would be mass confusion, kinda like in the real world.
Wiggles and Fluffy have been friends for a very long time. Almost since one was just out of the egg and the other was a hairless pup. They first met at the little pond just outside of the barnyard. Fluffy was stuck in the shoreline mud when Wiggles was paddling by and came to his rescue. Wiggles grabbed Fluffy by his ears and with a mighty tug popped him free of the goo that had held him trapped. Then with a twist he flipped Fluffy over his shoulder into the water. Still holding on to Fluffy’s ears he did a high-speed spin, causing Fluffy to be dragged thru the water cleaning off all the mud better than a high price washing machine. Then as a final act he spun Fluffy around over his head like a cowboys lariat, drying Fluffy to a bright clean puppy. Then with a toss, he deposited Fluffy high on to the grassy riverbank. He just sat there for a few moments while his head spun in one direction and his eyes spun in the other direction. Staggering to his feet Fluffy ask Wiggles, “That was fun. Can we do that again, but without the water bit?” Wiggles answered, “No, I think that I pulled something in my neck, by the way my name is Wiggles. Guess that’s because of the way I walk. What’s your name?” Fluffy replied, “My name is Whippethound Jr., but everyone just calls me Fluffy, don’t know why, something about me when I grow hair”. They continued to talk on the way back to the barnyard. And ever after that they became fast friends.
It’s now years later, true to the prediction Fluffy has a full body of scraggly hair that looks like a well used mop. Wiggles has grown bigger around but only a little taller, plus he has a real problem seeing. In fact his vision is so bad that he uses Fluffy as a Seeing Eye dog.
Wiggles and Fluffy are on one of their after breakfast walks. Wiggles calls their walks, exercise, but Fluffy calls them appetite builders. Today they are walking across a very large cornfield on their way toward the tall pine trees near the Furwaggle border. Fluffy was talking up a blue streak, mostly because he liked to talk but also it gave Wiggles a direction to follow. All of a sudden he stopped talking and walking. Wiggles had learned from past experience that when Fluffy got quite then something wasn’t right. Wiggles waited for Fluffy to say something, but nothing. After awhile Wiggles blurted out, “Ok, what’s going on”? “I don't know what this is yet but I hope it's good”, Fluffy whispered back. Then Wiggles could hear something coming through the field directly toward them. This was followed by a sharp intake of air by Fluffy as he jumped behind Wiggles. Wiggles asked, “What’s the matter”? Fluffy whispered again, “It’s very, very big and gray all over, and there is a long snake in the middle of its head.” Then there was a load booming voice, “Hello little fellows, what are you two doing down there?” Fluffy began to shake all over and Wiggles wasn’t all that calm either but he took one step forward and his nose bumped into something that was very big and ruff. After a moment Wiggles eyes focused and he could see what they had found. With relief Wiggles said, “It’s ok Fluffy, it’s an elephant.” With a quiver Fluffy whispered back, “Are you sure it’s not a huge monster?” Wiggles snapped back, “Of course, I read about them in a book a long time ago.” Not to be out done Fluffy said, “Oh, I know about books, that’s a thing with pictures.” With frustration Wiggles had a number of things he wanted to say about Fluffy and books but before he could open his mouth the big elephant boomed out with, “Say it’s really great that we can all talk together. Back a little bit I had a very interesting conversation with a mosquito. He did a lot of buzzing about bending something and that he can’t suck blood out of my thick hide. By the way my name is Littlepachyderm, but everyone just calls me Pachie”. Wiggles replied, “My name is Wiggles, and this is my friend Fluffy.” With newfound courage but still a little shaky, Fluffy said, “Hello Pachie…please don’t step on me”. With a booming laugh, Packie said, “Not to worry little fellow, I’m very careful when and where I step. Say, maybe you guys can help me. I’m looking for that massive watering hole by the name of Ocean. Any idea where it might be?” Fluffy said, “huh”. Wiggles trying to be a little more helpful said, “Well there isn’t any oceans around here but I hear tell that there is something like that on the other side of those mountains”. With that Packie said, ”Thank you for the help, I got to be going. Want to see that ocean as soon as I can”. He turned toward the mountains and was off with a rush. Just as he approached the first hill he turned and with an ear-splitting blast was out of site.
Fluffy said, “Now that’s something you don’t see every day”. Wiggles and Fluffy decided maybe it was wise to head back to the barnyard just in case Pachie made a wrong turn and a misstep or two.
My tiny mind thinks that it’s a good thing to keep your eyes open and watch where you step.
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Furwaggle Chapter 14

Chapter 14

Some Throbbing

It’s a not a normal day in this wonderful fictitious dreamland, called, Furwaggle. Even here from time to time there are little obstacles to over come. Like in the real world, into each life a little rain must fall.
Wiggles has just exited the barn when he hears a growling sound. He looks around and sees Fluffy standing beside a big ball of fur with a ribbon tied around it. Now, not much surprises Wiggles, but this has him at a loss. He tries to say something but all that comes out of him is a stammering, “Wha, wha, what’s that…” The ball of fur lets out another growl followed with a little snarl. Wiggles begins to take a few steps backward, but Fluffy pipes up with, “Not to worry Wiggles, he isn’t going to bite you.” Wiggles hesitantly asked, “Ok, no bite, but what is it?” With a laugh Fluffy said, “It’s not a it, this is my cousin on my uncles side, and his name is Chopper”. Suspiciously Wiggles remarked, “Fluffy you have some strange relatives. Do all of your uncles brood wear a ribbon or is this just this cousins normal getup?” “Come Wiggles it’s not what you think. Walk with us and I will explain it all to you”, said Fluffy.
With a nod Wiggles starts to walk along with Fluffy and the snarling Chopper, making sure to keep Fluffy between him and the growls, just in case he decides to sink some teeth into something. “Where are we going? And why is your cousin wearing a bow, is he a present for someone?”, asked Wiggles. “Well first off, that’s not a bow or a ribbon. It’s a bandage. Chopper has a chipped tooth and if he tries to talk, it cuts his tongue, that’s why all he can do is make a growling sound”, explained Fluffy. “I know I’m going to be sorry I asked, but how did he chip his tooth”, asked Wiggles. Chopper let out a couple of growls and then Fluffy said, “let me tell it, he mistook a rock for a chew toy and gave it a big bite.” Wiggles rolled his eyes and thought, “
We are all born ignorant, but one must work hard to remain stupid.”
“Well here we are”, said Fluffy. Wiggles looked up and after getting his eyes to focus he realized that they were standing beside the Chicken Services sign. “You remember Doctor Chicken don’t you Wiggles, he’s the one that fixed your burnt feathers from the little green man”, remarked Fluffy. “Yes, he also is the one that pulls out all those thorns from your paws and cleans out the mud from your ears and nose”, added Wiggles. At about that time Hornblower Chicken, who preferred to be called Doctor Chicken, walked up and said, “What can I do for you boys? Have a special sale on some prime real estate this week”. “No”, said Wiggles, “We are in need of your medical services today”. “Well Wiggles, I don’t see any singed feathers and Fluffy you look normal or at least the same as always, so you just pick which service you need”, said Doctor Chicken as he pointed to the signs listing his many talents. So as not to be ignored, Chopper let out a couple of growls, which got every ones attention. “Oh, I see, it’s a ribbon untying emergency”, remarked Doctor Chicken. “Oh no”, piped up Fluffy, “It’s a chipped tooth with a bandage tied around it, emergency”. “Sounds like a job for Dentist Chicken to me, so just what is it that has a tooth crisis”, asked Dentist Chicken. Wiggles thought, “Here we go again”. Fluffy started in his spiel, “cousin….Chopper…. rock verses chew toy, etc”.
Now that everyone knew everything, Dentist Chicken said, “Ok, lets see just what can be done about that fragmented fang. Come on Chopper, step into my tent, err, I mean step into the dentist’s office.”. The dentist office was really an old red cross tent that had made it’s way from the real world due to an unusually high windstorm many years ago. The Dentist and Chopper go into the tent while Wiggles and Fluffy take up guard duty to wait for the results of the tooth repair. They couldn’t see what was going on, but they could hear all the combined sounds coming from the torture tent. There was the “humm”, “Lets get rid of this ribbon, err bandage”, a few growls, “Open wide and say bowwow”, “yee hawww, there’s a rock in here”, and then the final “Aaaaiieeeeeeee!!!”. With that the tent flap flies open with a whoosh and Chopper comes running out, shrieking, and screaming. The dentist then comes out of the tent holding a hammer and a pair of pliers with a tooth dangling from it. With a wide smile he says, “There goes another satisfied customer. Ok, who’s next?”. Wiggles and Fluffy look at each other and start to back up while saying together, “Not us, we are just fine. Thank you but we have to be on our way.”. As they quickly walk away they hear the Dentist/Doctor say, “Hay did I tell you I have a special on real estate this week.”.
Wiggles and Fluffy walk in silent, lost in their thoughts about teeth. But they can still hear Chopper way off in the distance screaming. Well at least he’s not growling.
My tiny mind thinks that rocks are not for chewing and dentist are a necessary evil.
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Furwaggle Chapter 13

Chapter 13

King Day

It’s a special day in this fictitious dreamland, called, Furwaggle. Today is the Kings day holiday. This once a year event starts at sunrise and continues until sundown with the election of a Furwaggle King for a day. On this great and glorious day the plain folks of the land will reach their heart's desire by campaigning for the only elected office not requiring any special talents or superior quality at all. Sorta like in the real world.
There are celebrations, partying, merry making and fun for all. Well maybe not all, Wiggles finds this event a total waste of time and is the only one who doesn’t throw his hat into this popularity race. Fluffy also doesn’t campaign either but that is because he takes advantage of one of the special extraordinary activities offered this holiday. Food is served from dawn to dusk without stop or interruption. Fluffy has been noted to say, “I don’t like to cook, but I like to eat, enough said, now please pass the vittles”.
Wiggles starts to walk out of the barnyard hoping to find some Peace and Quite. But the mouse brothers, Mickey and Icky, stop him. “Hold on there”, “Where do you think you’re going?” The brothers said in unison. Wiggles was surprised and popped out with, “Ok, what kind of a campaign promise are you two going to make and not keep?” “Look, old dull eyes, we hear that you’re not running for King today”, said Mickey. “And if not we want you to do something.” added Icky. “Now look you two, I’m not going to do anything illegal”, snapped Wiggles. “No, No, we don’t do that kind of thing anymore”, chimed in the brothers in unison. “You see we are responsible for the talent contest and we need someone who is honest, upright, trustworthy….”. Wiggles butted in with, “Ok, Ok, I get the idea, you want some fool to stand up on that stage and do the MC bit, right?” “Yea, kinda sorta, something like that”, said Icky. “You are the only one not in the running. By the way where is Fluffy?”, asked Mickey. With surprise Wiggles asks, “You mean that everyone is running in the King for a day contest?” “That’s right you’re the only one that’s not running, now where did you say Fluffy is? We need to do a little campaigning on him.”, said Icky. With a smile Wiggles said, “Won’t do you any good, he is in the chuck house eating.” “Well we will just wait for him and then give our pitch on how we are going to make his world all better and….”. Again Wiggles said, “I told you that it won’t do you any good, the only way he is going to stop his eating is for them to turn out the lights and lock the chuck house door with him on the outside.”
Against his will Wiggles let himself be dragged along to the barn where every thing was set up for the voting and the talent show. Once inside Wiggles asked, “how is the voting going to take place and where?” “Here is how it goes, we have a big old pickle barrel set up in the middle of the barn and each voter marks a card with his choice for King and drops it into the barrel.”, instructed Icky. “Won’t the ballets get all wet and mushy?”, asked Wiggles. With some pride Mickey said, “On the contrary, oh dim eyed one, we thought of that so we emptied out all the pickles and juice.” “What”, said Wiggles. “You threw away all those pickles?”. “No, there you go again, thinking the worst of us. We put them into the pig’s trough until the voting is over then we will put them back.”, mocked Icky. Wiggles thought to himself, “Got to remember not to eat any pickles or at least wait until they open a new barrel”. Wiggles then said, “With everyone who is in the running doing a talent act it will take forever, and ever before this thing is over with. It will be into next week before all this talent is rung out”. “Not to worry, it’s the same for everyone, two minutes is all the time each contest gets”, said Mickey. Wiggles protested, “It will take Slimly Snail longer than that to just get onto the stage let along perform”. Together Mickey and Icky prompted, “We said that it was the same for everyone, we didn’t say it was fair to everyone”.
The rest of the evening went about as you would expect, the talent stage hosted dance, song and speeches. Wiggles was glad when that part of the events was over with. Now all that remained was the counting of the votes and the crowning of the King, which should go smooth and fast. Little did he know what was in store for him…. The vote counting did move along fast and then came the long awaited announcement. The head of the holiday committee took the stage and in a clear voice said, “There are 432 contestants and having counted 432 votes, we have a 432 first place tie.” A hush came over the barnyard crowd. Wiggles was the only one not surprised. He grabbed the microphone and said, “I knew it, I knew it, each one of you egotists voted for yourself.” Then from the crowd was yelled, “How about Fluffy’s vote?” The head of the holiday committee answered, “He voted early and it was for the cook.” Someone yelled out, “But the cook isn’t even in the running.” “Don’t matter, it counts”, replied the committee head. He then went on to say, “The only one that didn’t voted is Wiggles”. The crowd got extremely excited at this point and began to chant, “Make him vote, Make him vote….”. The rafters began to shake and Wiggles was sure he was in for a lynching. Then he realized that it was more of a cheer for him. Then the committee head raised his arms for quite and the crowd settled down. And he said, “Wiggles here is a voting card and a marker, you have one vote and one vote only to settle this tie for the title of King.” With a smile Wiggles took the voting material and turned his back for privacy while considering his choices. He rubbed his chin and the only sound he made was a soft, “Hmmmm.”. After a few minutes he started to make marks on the card, then turned and dropped it into the pickle barrel and said, “Okay, I'm Done”. With all the shouting and such, what had slipped under the radar was that the mouse brothers, who had been eager to do their jobs, had put the pickles and juice back into the voting barrel. So when the committee head removed Wiggles voting card, it was all soaking wet and squishy with the vote blurred and unreadable. With that the assembly went into a real tizzy. Wiggles was again sure that this was going to turn into a lynch mob. But again he was wrong, they were yelling at each other, “It was me”, “No, I’m the winner”, Have him vote again”, and so on. At this point the committee head proclaimed, “No, he gets one vote only and that was it. So that’s the end of King for a day holiday.” With sullen faces and an occasional whimper everyone began to slowly leave the barn.
At about that time Fluffy showed up and asked Wiggles, “is it all over? Did I miss anything? ” Wiggles replied, “That was one of the most difficult thing I ever have experienced.” Then Fluffy asked, “Who won?” With a smile Wiggles said, “I’m not telling.”
So ends another normal day in this fictitious dreamland, called, Furwaggle.
My tiny mind thinks that politics and talent is best if it is left to the egotist.
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Chapter 12

Widget, Gadgets, and Gizmos.

The sun has just finished its job after another wonderful day and a full moon is on the rise in this fictitious dreamland, called, Furwaggle.
Wiggles is on a walk around the barnyard before calling it a day when he sees Fluffy and Billy huddled together around something on the ground. He walks over to them and asks, “Ok, whom did you step on this time Fluffy?”. Indigently Fluffy shots back, “I didn’t step on any body, it’s been weeks since I did anything like that. But we did find something.”. “Yea”, chimed in Billy. “we found a Widget.”. Fluffy scratched behind one of his ears then added, “No, I think it’s more like a gadget.”. Wiggles pushed his way between them and said, “Step aside you two and let me take a look at this gizmo.”. Nodding his head Billy agreed, “Yes, I guessed it could be a gizmo.”. Not to be out done Fluffy jumped in with, “See I knew it all along, it’s a gizmo.”. With a grin Billy said, “Yep, and a few minutes ago you said it was a Leprechaun.”. Defensive Fluffy replied, “Well I’m not the one that kicked it and…”. Wiggles butted in with, “Who kicked it?”. Fluffy was now on a roll pointing at Billy, “He kicked it, the gizmo started in making a buzzing sound and Billy kicked it.”. Wiggles asked, “Please help me understand, it started buzzing and you kicked”? Sleeplessly Bill answered, “Well it starting to hiss at me so I gave it a little kick, you know just to protect myself”. “See I told you he did it”, accused Fluffy while still pointing at Billy. “Ok you two settle down and let me get a closer look at this thing.”, Wiggles said sarcastically as he bent down to let his eyes focus on the gizmo. “Watch out”, warned Fluffy, “remember that little green man that zapped you last month”. “What green man?”, whispers Billy. “Never mind that now.”, snarled Wiggles. By now all three of them were nose to nose with the gizmo. “Hush you two, I’m trying to figure out what we got here”, demanded Wiggles. He continued with “Oh I see now, what we have here folks is a cell phone and it’s turned on.”. Fluffy jumped up and took a few steps backward, while saying in a shakily voice, “Is it going to hurt me? Maybe Billy should kick it again just to make sure.”. Billy also had retreated back a little and said, “I sure will give a good kick if it hisses again”. Biting his tongue so not to laugh, Wiggles chuckled, “Not to worry boys, it’s harmless, well almost harmless, depending on who you are and what you’re doing.”. “What’s it good for?”, asked Fluffy. He figured that every answer has the right question and when in doubt, even a dumb question was better than none at all. Billy on the other hand was of the opinion the more I know, the more I don't know. “Well”, said Wiggles, “you talk on it”. “Sure”, said Billy, “and just how do you do that?”. Wiggles went on to explain, “You wrap it around your head and talk into one end and stick the other end into your ear so you can hear what someone else is saying.”. With shock Billy said, “Not me, I’m not sticking that hissing phone gadget into my ear.”. “Me either.”, chimed in Fluffy. “I'm pretty sure that my insurance doesn't cover that.”. “Well, I’m not going to argue with you two. You can do with it what you want. As far as I’m concerned, I’m just going to let it lie there and buzz all it wants to.”, declared Wiggles, as he started to walk away. With that Billy turned to Fluffy and said, “You can have my part of that phone thing, its all yours”. “Who me”, replied Fluffy, “Are you kidding me? I may not be the smartest turnip on the truck but I know for sure I’m not putting that widget or gadgets or gizmos thing any where near me.”.
By now it was fully dark, or at least as dark as it gets in Furwaggle. We see our three friends walking off toward the barn for a good nights sleep, to dream of Widget, Gadgets, and Gizmos.

My tiny mind thinks that not all Gizmos, even those that buzz are right for everyone.
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Chapter 11

A flying day.

It’s the start of another wonderful day in this fictitious dreamland, called, Furwaggle, where the sun always shines in the day time and the moon always glows at night.
It’s Saturday and on Saturday everyone sleeps late. That is except Fluffy. He has just exited the chuck house after finishing his early breakfast. He always is the first in line for the morning feed so he can come back again later and chow down some more. He lives by the saying that two breakfasts are better than one, and the start of a good day is if he has three.
As usual he goes over to the barn to wake up his friend Wiggles because he is one of those late sleepers. Just as he nears the barn he looks up and sees Wiggles asleep perched on the very top of the barn. With a gasp he softly calls out, “Wiggles, wake up.” The only response from Wiggles is “ZZzzs”. So he tries again louder, “Wiggles”. Still nothing, now Fluffy really bellows out, “WIGGLES, WAKE UP”. This brought a response from Wiggles, first he scratches behind an ear, then gently opens one eye and mumbles, “Hello Fluffy, what you doing down there?”. “More important, what are you doing up there?”, replies Fluffy. At that both of Wiggles eyes popped wide open and he let out a cry that would make a bull elephant proud, “HELP, GET ME DOWN…”. “Now just take it easy”, said Fluffy in a very calm voice. “I’ll see if I can find a ladder”. In a panic Wiggles hysterically yells back, “Get me a ladder…, get the fire department…, GET ME A PARACHUTE…!”. Not to be out done Fluffy called back, “How about a bungee cord?”. “Oh, you just wait, when I get down you’re going to get it.”, snapped Wiggles. Fluffy whimpered back, “I wasn’t the one that got you up there and by the way just how did you get up there? Did you fly?”. Wiggles snapped, “You know I can’t fly since they took away my pilots license because of my bad eyesight. Now quite fooling around and help get me down from here. I’m beginning to lose my hold on this slippery roof”. With that Fluff wondered off, and returned dragging a very long ladder. “Hurry up, I can’t hold on much longer.”, yelled Wiggles. Fluffy only grunted as he lifted the ladder into place. “Ok, the ladder is there, now the rest is up to you.”, said Fluffy. Wiggles gently reached over the edge of the roof and took a hold of the ladder, then tenderly lower one leg, then another, on and on until he was safety on the ground. Fluffy ask, “Are you ok?”. Wiggles only response was, “I’m alive…”.
There was a long silence, and then the sounds of hoofs followed by a chewing. “What’s up boys?”. With a start Fluffy turned around and there stood Betsy. While Fluffy held the all time record for the most eating, there was little doubt that Betsy had a clear hold on second place. “Well hi Betsy, it’s Wiggles that’s been up, you see….”, but Fluffy was interrupted by Wiggles, “There is no need to go into that now, and burden Betsy with our little adventure.”. “Have you been running with scissors again?”, ask Betsy. “No”, answered back Fluffy, “It wasn’t me this time, it was…”. Wiggles interrupted again with, “Fluffy can’t you read the fine print, we aren’t going to talk about that NOW!”. “As John Wayne would say, I get the picture pilgrim.”, Fluffy said as he trudged off in a huff. Betsy hadn’t paid much attention to the exchange between Wiggles and Fluffy. She had been busy nibbling on a tuft of grass. She looked up just in time to see Fluffy stomp off. “What’s the matter with Fluffy”, asked Betsy. “Oh he will be ok, just a little Saturday morning hunger pangs”, replied Wiggles. Then he asks Betsy, “Where are you going this fine morning?”. “Well I have the same kind of pangs. I think it’s a side effect of an education, I’m been going to night school you know”, said Betsy with a proud smile on her face, between chews.”. Betsy wanted everyone to know that she was working for a higher degree in milkology. She continued with, “thought I would mosey on up to the north pasture. I hear that there is some new mown hay up there. Do you want to come along, there could be some grain too”. “No”, said Wiggles, “I got to go look after Fluffy. He did me a really big favor this morning and I need to thank him.”. “Oh”, replied Betsy, “you mean about you up on the barn roof?”. With surprise Wiggles asked, “You know about that?”. With a little smile Betsy said, “Sure, everyone knows about it. You could be heard all over Furwaggle. Say isn’t your pilots license cancel because of bad eyesight?”. Sheepishly Wiggles said, “Yes, but I don’t think it counts when I’m a sleep and my eyes are closed.” With that Betsy turned and started off toward the hay fields. Just before she was out of sight, she turned her head and with a grin yelled back to Wiggles, “Don’t forget to ware your parachute.”
Wiggles walked over to where Fluffy was and said, “I’m sorry for cutting you off back there I didn’t know that everyone already knew about my little trouble. Also I want to think you for getting me off that roof.” With a serious look Fluffy said, “Ah that’s ok. But you have to do something about that walk or is it flying in you sleep.”. With a serious look Wiggles said, “Yes, I’m going to start tying one of my legs to the barn door.”.
Then Wiggles said, “Come on, lets go see if they are still serving breakfast.”. At that Fluffy perked up his ears and with a big smile said, “Sounds good to me pilgrim.”
My tiny mind thinks that it’s not good to fly with your eyes closed or to imitate John Wayne.
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Furwaggle Chapter 10

Chapter 10

It’s a water and mud day.

The fields are alive with special sounds in this fictitious dreamland, called, Furwaggle. It’s irrigation time and water flows freely across the countryside. Everyone is out playing and having fun.
Despite the fact that Fluffy doesn’t care all that much for water even he is playing with his friends, Hop, Skip and Jump. Today’s game is leapfrog and Fluffy is having a ball. This may be because there is mud on everyone else so he doesn’t look out of place.
Wiggles on the other hand, does like water but doesn’t see the need to play in such childless games. He is quite content to sit on the sidelines and just watch. From time to time he calls out to Fluffy words of encouragement and support. Things like, “You dumb mutt you’re getting all muddy, or Keep your nose up out of the mud.”
After awhile, everyone was dog-tired, in particular Fluffy. All the players made their way over to the dry path for a breath of air and a rest. “I’m glad that you have come to your senses and stopped all this messing around”, Wiggles said to Fluffy. “What?”, said Fluffy. “I said you are a dumb dog, and you have no sense”, replied Wiggles. “Speak up Wiggles, you’re mumbling”, answered back Fluffy. Wiggles with a look of anguish on his face shouted, “YOU GOT MUD IN YOUR EARS AGAIN!” At that Fluffy began shaking his head to clear his ears. Then with a snort he sputtered, “and I got it in my nose too”. Then Fluffy looked around and asked, “Hey where did everyone go? Is it lunch time?” Wiggles laughed, “What’s the matter? Do you have mud in your eyes too?” With a hurt look, Fluffy said, “No I just didn’t want to miss anything, especially lunch.” Then with a twinkle in his eye Wiggles said, “They have all gone to take a shower to wash off the mud.” “You mean a shower….with water?”, whimpered Fluffy. “Yes”, snapped Wiggles, “You know that wet stuff that flows all over and makes you clean. It’s a new rule by the Imperial grand wizard of the beautification counsel, you can’t have breakfast, lunch or dinner unless you’re clean. That means ears, face, and paws,.” Fluffy wailed, “even my ears too?”. With that Wiggles said, “Come on, go shower before all the hot water is gone.”.
As the two friends start off for the bunkhouse Wiggles smiled to himself, “Fluffy won’t find out that there is no such thing as a clean rule for at least a day or two.”

My tiny mind thinks that a clean ear is a good thing before eating.
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Furwaggle Chapter 9

Chapter 9

Lost and Found.

Today is like any other wonderful day in this fictitious dreamland, called, Furwaggle. The smoke is slowly curling out of the chimney of the chuck house after the final serving of breakfast. As usual Fluffy is the last one to exit the door, first you see his full belly and then with a burp the rest of him stumbles into view.
Fluffy looks around and then calls out, “Wiggles, where are you?” Normally Wiggles would be perched some where near by waiting for his friend Fluffy to finish stuffing himself. But, today, Wiggles was nowhere in sight. This is odd, thought Fluffy, so he called out again, “Wiggles, where are you?” Still no answer, “well, thought Fluffy, maybe he over slept and missed breakfast.” This is something that Fluffy would never do, but then Wiggles is a quack of a different animal. So Fluffy started over to the barn to check if Wiggles was there. Along the way, Fluffy met Charley Hooter, and asked, “Have you seen Wiggles this morning?” Charley in a grumpy voice answered, “Are you trying to be a smart-mouth or something, I haven’t seen anything in the daylight for twenty years. So what makes you think I could see Wiggles now?” Fluffy started backing up as fast as his full belly would let him. After a few steps, he said, “Sorry Charley, I just wasn’t thinking.” And with that Fluffy hurried on. When he arrived at the barn no one was there but a few of the airmail carriers flapping around the rafters and they were no help in finding Wiggles. All he could get out of them was, “do you want it to be first class or registered mail?” Fluffy wasn’t the smartest pick of the litter but he figured that sending Wiggles a letter wouldn’t be of much help.
As Fluffy was leavening the barn he hears a high pitch voice, “Whoa there, high stepper, what’s the hurry?” With a jerk, Fluffy stops dead in his tracks and looks around trying to find the source of this squeaky sound. He knew that it wasn’t Wiggles and it sure wasn’t someone asking for his autograph. He didn’t see anyone, so he was just about to continue on his search when again, he hears the shrill voice say, “Hey big foot, I’m down here, just in front of your big toe.” Fluffy looks down to see this tiny little speck looking up at him. “Oh”, said Fluffy, “I didn’t see you little speck. Did I step on you? I seem to do that a lot.” Again the sharp piercing voice said, “No way, you missed me by a mile. What are you in such a all fired hurry for.” Fluffy replied, “Well little spot, I’m looking for my friend Wiggles, have you seen him? He is a large white…..” Before Fluffy could finish the shrill voice interrupted him with, “Hold on there buster, my name isn’t little spot, or little speck or even little dot. My name is Tricky Mite. And no, I haven’t seen your friend, but if you show me a little respect, I will help you look for him.” “Oh, would you?” Fluffy replied, “but how could you help you can’t even see over that next mole hill.” Tricky then said, “If you help me up on your shoulder I can see much better from there, four eyes are better than two.” Somewhat skeptical, Fluffy said, “So you want to ride on my back? But will you bite me?” With a twinkle in his eye, Tricky answered, “Why no big fellow, I’m a vegetarian.” Fluffy thought, there seems to be a lot of that going around lately. So, he said to Tricky, “Ok, but you have to hold on because I’m a fast mover and I have to find my friend Wiggles.”
With Tricky well seated on his back, Fluffy took off at a gallop. ”Yahoo buckaroo yelled”, Tricky. While Fluffy, maybe a fast runner, his sense of direction, was, in question. Neither he nor Tricky noticed that they were running in a large circle. That was until they were back at the chuck house. Fluffy seemed to have a sixth sense about, where there was or would soon be food. Realizing where he was, Fluffy came to an abrupt stop, plus the fact he needed to scratch. At about that time the door of the chuck house opened and out stepped Wiggles. Seeing Fluffy, he said, “Where have you been Fluffy and why are you scratching?” With a questioning voice Fluffy shouted, “Where have I been, I’ve been out looking all over for you! What have you been doing?” Somewhat puzzled Wiggles said, “Well the cold water dish washer had relatives visiting, so I just filled in for a little while so he could be with them and why are you still scratching?” By this time, Fluffy was rubbing his back against the hitching post in front of the chuck house. Wiggles could hear a tiny little voice crying out, “Hey, cut it out, you’re hurting me.”
“Just what is that I hear?” asked Wiggles. Fluffy had given up with scratching and was now rolling in the dirt. “Snort, that does it, this isn’t fun any more.” Said a wheezing little voice, as Tricky jumped off of Fluffy and scurried away. Wiggles asked again, “What was that little spot that just jumped off of your back?” Fluffy had settled down enough to answer Wiggles. “That wasn’t little spot, it was Tricky Mite and he was helping me find you.” With a grin Wiggles said, “So you got tricked again and ended up getting bit.” Fluffy was quick to reply, “Well, he said he wouldn’t bite me and besides he’s a vegetarian, what ever that is.”
Just then the lunch bell rang and Fluffy made a dash for the chuck house as he yelled over his shoulder to Wiggles, “Now don’t you get lost again, I’ll be out in about an hour or two.” With that Wiggles wattled over to his favorite perch to settle down and wait for his gullible gobbling friend.
My tiny mind thinks that you shouldn’t give a ride to a stranger that bites.
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Furwaggle Chapter 8

Chapter 8
Opposites can attract.

It’s a fine day as always in the fictitious dreamland, called, Furwaggle. The sun was shining as always, the birds were; well you know, what birds always do. Everyone still had fond memories of the musical concert from last week.
Wiggles and Fluffy were on their daily walk and talking about how much fun they had at the concert. Fluffy was re-telling about being asked for his autograph. With each time he told the story, it got more and more detailed and inflated. He was just finishing up with, “…and then she just walked right up to me and asked for my autograph.” Wiggles then said with a little grin, “Fluffy, you're becoming so popular, why don’t you get some cards made, so you can just hand them out if you ever get asked again.” Fluffy stopped for a moment and then with a thoughtful look on his face he said, “You know Wiggles, that may be a good idea. They could come in handy if I was ever to go on tour or something.” Wiggles didn’t say anything but just gave a little snicker, it was so much fun to bait Fluffy.
At about that time, Fluffy saw Betty Feline slinking up the path toward them. Fluffy gushed out, “Oh my god, here comes that nasty Betty again.” It was just yesterday, while on their walk, they had encountered her and it wasn’t all that much fun for Fluffy. He still had a small scratch on his nose when Betty had been offended at something Fluffy must have said. Wiggles had just marked it up to something in the DNA, that made Fluffy feel the way he did about Betty Feline, or maybe it was just the way she arced her back, whenever she was near Fluffy. She seemed to carry a chip on her shoulder, where Fluffy was concerned. In a soft whisper, Wiggles said to Fluffy, “now be nice.” And then in a normal tone, he said to Betty, “Good morning Miss Feline, how are you this fine day?” With that, Betty slinked up next to Wiggles and with a purr, she replied, “Why, I’m just fine Mr. Wiggles.” Then, to Fluffy, she hissed, “and how about you Mr. Fluffy? Is your nose healing ok?” With that, Fluffy dropped down and put both front paws over his nose. Wiggles figured that Fluffy had taken a defensive position; while not very elegant, it did protect an exposed vulnerable part that had taken some abuse at their last encounter. With a somewhat muffled voice Fluffy replied, “You didn’t lay a glove on me lady.” Again in a soft purring voice Betty said to Fluffy, “Well I just wanted to apologize for my behavior yesterday, I was just having a bad hair day, but I’m much better now. In fact, I brought you this little peace offering. Just don’t say anything about felines being lazy fur balls.” Fluffy looked up over his paws, and there was Betty holding out a cookie for him. With that Fluffy jumped up and said, “Why thank you Miss Betty, that’s very nice of you.” Wiggles thought that there was a really smart girl; she was attacking Fluffy at his weakest point. Wiggles said to both, “Why don’t we continue on our walk and get to know one another.”
With that the three of them started down the path. In a perky voice Fluffy said, “Did you know that I got asked for my autograph at the musical concert last week? Well, let me tell you about it……” Oh no, thought Wiggles, here we go again. At least, there was peace again in this fictitious dreamland of Furwaggle. My tiny mind thinks that a peace offering of a simple cookie can go a long way.
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Furwaggle Chapter 7

Chapter 7
The sounds of music.

Its late evening and the sun was just going down in the fictitious dreamland called Furwaggle. There was excitement in the air and a song in the hearts of all. Tonight was the night of the big musical concert in the barn. The rafters were strung with colored lights and the stage at one end of the barn was all decorated with streamers and paper lanterns.
A crowd was beginning to gather as the band was tuning up. There was Chirpy on the drums, the Bovine sisters on the clarinets, Charley Hooter on the trombone, and there was even Fluffy on the hollowing base. But the real attraction tonight was to be Twister the Whistler. It is said that he could whistle notes that only Fluffy could hear.
A hush fell over the crowd as Wiggles, the Master of Ceremony, came to the microphone and addressed the audience, “Tonight we have a real treat for you, by special request, straight from his command performance at the Airport Bar and Grill in Real World Quebec City Canada, here is Twister the Whistler, accompanied by our own local Tweeter Band.” With that the crowd went wild.
Twister went into a medley of music that had everyone clapping in time to each note and even a few were dancing and hopping. Even old Charlie Gator was doing a jig. Twister then hushed the audience with some old time sentimental tunes that captured everyone’s romantic side. Miss Bunny’s mother, Mrs. Hopper’s eyes crossed and she even swooned a little; she didn’t notice Porky slipping up along side of Miss Bunny.
At intermission there were cookies and punch serviced at the far end of the barn that attracted a lot of attention. But most of the young girls and some not so young rushed the stage to get an autograph from Twister, even Fluffy got asked for an autograph by Miss Collie. This so enthralled Fluffy that for the rest of the night he sported a big grin and his tail wave to and fro like a leaf in the wind.
The rest of the concert were duets of the locals and the Twister. The last one was Wiggles on the fiddle playing a foot stomping blue grass with Twister hitting some high notes that made Fluffy’s ears stand up and utter a string of uncontrolled whimpers. The concert ended with a solo by the Twister of “Good Night Ladies”, which brought the barn down with applause and hoots plus some moos from the herd.
Early the next morning a large crowd gathered at the train depot to see Twister the Whistler off on the rest of his whistling tour. For the rest of the day there was whistling all over Furwaggle, everyone was in a good mood and wanted the feeling to last as long as possible. There were some interesting side effects, one was Fluffy, he kept on scratching his ears, claming he could still hear a high pitch whistle in his good right ear. Wiggles also seemed to be effected; he had picked up a little skip to his walk and a big smile on his face. All in all it turned out to be a good thing for Furwaggle and everyone in this fictitious dreamland.
My tiny mind thinks that having a whistling toot is better than no toot at all.

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Furwaggle Chapter 6

Chapter 6

Puppy love.

It’s springtime in this wonderful fictitious dreamland called Furwaggle and there is love in the air. Grasshoppers are cooing, cows are humming, and all the rest of the younger population is gearing up for courtship. And to make it even better the diet proclamation has been rescinded.
No one was more smitten than Porky. Today like most days of his young life he was rooting his way around the barnyard. Every now and then letting out a small oink of contentment with his lot in life. His only misgiving was that he wasn’t taller and that Miss Bunny didn’t pay enough attention to him. Just as he was about to do another nosedive into the mud, he spotted his hearts desire. She hopped up to the edge of his play area and said, “Hello Porky, what have you been doing?” For a moment Porky was speechless then he blurted out, “This morning I was over in the meadow watching the races, and now I’m just a playing.” “Oh”, cooed Miss Bunny, “watching those hoofs run around in a circle is so thrilling.” And before he thought Porky blurted out again, “you know I could be a racer if I wanted to.” With a scoff Miss Bunny said, “Porky you’re too short to be a racer and besides all you do is root around here in the barnyard.” With that Porky sat down on his haunches and thought, “There it is, the leg thing again”, then to Miss Bunny he said in a weak little voice, “well I could be one of those jockeys and you don’t need long legs for that.”
Just then up walked Fluffy and Wiggles, and Fluffy asked, “who is a jockey and why?” With a little giggle Miss Bunny said, “Why Porky wants to be one and ride in the races down in the meadow.” “Well I guess if that’s what he wants to do then…” before Wiggles could finish Fluffy interrupted with, “Don’t be silly your legs aren’t long enough to reach from the saddle to the stirrups.” “There they go”, thought Porky, the leg thing again”. Then with a sniffle he said in a squeaky little voice, “Well they can grow, if they want to.” With a twitch of her nose Miss Bunny jumped in with, “You leave Porky along, he has a right to dream, and he just might be a jockey one of these days.”
Wiggles knew that when a female twitches her nose it’s no place to be. So he said to Fluffy, “Come on, it’s time for us to go, and I mean now.” With that he turned and started to walk away. Fluffy was taken by surprise and stood there for a moment looking at Miss Bunny, then ran after Wiggles. When he got to Wiggles side he said, “I think those two are smitten with each other.” In a low voice so that only Fluffy could hear Wiggles said, “There is too much difference between them.” With an uncertain look Fluffy said, “Why, they are both vegetarians.” Then with a pause he continued, “Oh, you mean it as a church thing, well, maybe one could convert.” Wiggles just rolled his eyes and continued to walk on.
Meanwhile Porky was trying to get Miss Bunny to join him in the sloppy play yard. While twisting her ears into a ponytail Miss Bunny said, “My mother says that nice girls don’t get all muddy.” Porky stammered back, “Are you teasing me?” With a shake of her head Miss Bunny said, “No Porky, my mother says that nice girls don’t tease.” Dejected Porky asked, “Then just what do you want to do?” With a hop, skip and a jump Miss Bunny started off toward the barn but said back to Porky, “I going to see what else my mother has to say.” Before he could blink Miss Bunny was gone. So with a snort, Porky went back to his playing in the mud. He had learned one thing, and that was girls are hard to understand.
My tiny mind thinks that long legs aren’t everything. But they sure make some girls look mighty good !!
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Furwaggle Chapter 5

Chapter 5

Watch your step.

It’s the start of something new in this wonderful fictitious dreamland called Furwaggle. For the first time there is unhappiness in the air by the general population. A posting on the barn door that said a new program would start at once got everyone grumbling. From now on one and all will be put on a diet and the imperial grand wizard of the beautification counsel of Furwaggle had signed it. There will be only two helpings a meal and just one dessert. There also would be only three meals a day. The imperial order also suggested mild exercise if there was time available. There was much vocal complaining by all, but the loudest was Fluffy. His howling could be heard echoing off of the mountains and his tears could have watered all the fields of Furwaggle. Even Wiggles was irritated by the thought of being deprived of his late night snack of grain. But instead of being grouchy Wiggles decided to take the high road and not display his usual surly manner. Also he thought he would try to cheer up Fluffy, anything to stop that racket and weeping, it hurt his sensitive ears. He walked over and put his wing on Fluffy’s shoulder and said, “Now, now Fluffy, there will still be plenty to eat three times a day and…” But before he could say more Fluffy interrupted with, “yes but what will I do between dinner in the evening and breakfast the next morning. I will starve and waste away. I’ll just be pelt and bones, nothing but a furry shadow of my former self”. Now that’s an idea thought Wiggles But no, Fluffy was his friend and besides who else could he get to guide him on walks around Furwaggle. Then all of a sudden Wiggles got an idea, he would use food to get Fluffy’s mind off of food. On most anyone else this would not apply but on Fluffy this was just the kind of logic that was sure to work. “Fluffy old buddy”, started in Wiggles, “how about us going over to the potato patch and see if there are any ripe ones.” And just as Wiggles had hoped Fluffy perked up and with a sniff said, “Do you think there could even be some that are cooked?” “That boy sure thinks ahead, muddled but still on the same track”, thought Wiggles. The two started off in the general direction of the Furwaggle’s potato patch, with Fluffy running ahead a few yards then turning and running back to Wiggles. He would do this over and over as they made their way along the path thru the fields and orchards. They came to a place where the path descended down a gentle slope and stopped at the edge of a small stream, posing a problem for both Fluffy and Wiggles. Wiggles didn’t care much for water, except to drink and the occasional bath, and today not being Saturday he wasn’t going near the flowing water. Now, Fluffy on the other hand loved water. Like Wiggles he would drink it and look at it but no way was he going into it. Unlike Wiggles he couldn’t swim plus he didn’t like getting any water on him, bath, rain, or other wise. Today he was having a ball, he would run up to the edge of the stream, bark a few times and then back away, all the time waggling his tail and wiggling all over. After the third such tour Wiggles nervously asked, “What is going on Fluffy? Is there another one eared green widget? I tell you right now that I’m not going to rub noses with it if there is.” Between barks Fluffy answered back, “No there isn’t any green things, I’m a looking for swimmers.” Fluffy thought that swimmers were the most graceful things in the world. So elegant, so smooth in their movements, he always thought that if he could only hold his breath long enough he could be just as pleasing to the eye as those swimmers. Fluffy then begin running up and down the stream bank, and Wiggles just sat down to rest. He had enough of that mild exercise for a while, besides that his feet hurt. Abruptly Fluffy came to a halt; there in the distant he had spotted something. With a little whimper he started off to check out what it was. After a few minutes he again came to a halt. Yep, there was a row of rocks going all the way across the stream. “I can get across this water hazard by leaping from rock to rock and never even risk getting a hair wet”, thought Fluffy. With a wag of his tail he took a leap of faith and landed on the first rock. It was a little slippery but all is well that lands well and Fluffy then took his second jump. “This is a piece of cake”, thought Fluffy, and he continued on across the stream. Then as he safely landed on the last rock there came a booming voice, “Hey watch where you’re stepping”. With a yelp, a shocked Fluffy made an unscheduled flight and landed splat on the mudded bank of the stream. After pulling his head out of the mud and spitting out more of the same, he cried out, “Who was that”? “I am Sylvester Snapper, and you just stepped on me”, came the reply. With a shake of his head to get some mud out of his ear, Fluffy said with a shakily voice, “Ok Sylvester, where are you?” “If you would look where you’re going you would see that I’m down here big foot”, boomed back Sylvester. Fluffy now realized that it wasn’t a rock talking to him and with a shake to remove some more mud he said in an apologetic voice. “I’m sorry, I thought you were a rock”. With a snap Sylvester shot back, “Well I’m not a rock, and its no wonder you didn’t see me with all that mud in you’re eyes, you could have squashed me”. Fluffy climbed up the bank a little to get out of the sticky goop he had landed in and said, “I said that I’m sorry, and by the way just what are you doing down there?” Sylvester was getting tired of all this jabber and wanted to get back to his bottom fishing, so he snapped an abrupt reply to Fluffy,” With this new diet program I’m hungry and I’m trying to get me a snack. Now go away you’re scaring all the goodies away”. With that Sylvester took a deep breath and stuck his head under the water. Fluffy could tell when he wasn’t wanted, he had a second sense in this matters, and so he climbed on up the top of the bank. Suddenly, Sylvester’s head popped up and yelled to Fluffy, “You know that you got mud behind your ear”. And with that he slipped back under the water. “Humph”, thought Fluffy as he went back along the bank looking for Wiggles. After a few minutes Fluffy spotted Wiggles sitting on the other bank and called out to him, “Wiggles, oh Wiggles, its me Fluffy”. Wiggles looked around and even with his glasses he could only make out a faint shadowy outline of Fluffy on the other bank. He called back, “Fluffy is that you? How do I get on the other side?” With a smart-alecky replay Fluffy yelled back, “You are on the other side”. Wiggles tried to ignore Fluffy’s sassy remark and said, “Fluffy quit fooling around, what have you been up to”. Fluffy took a deep breath and rattled off, “I jumped on some rocks, stepped on Sylvester’s back, got mud in my eye and found you”. This worried Wiggles, what really concerned him was that he understood all of Fluffy long-winded rambling. Just then, off in the distance came the ringing of the supper bell. This set Fluffy off and he began to shout, “It’s dinner time, it’s dinner time, and I’m stuck on this side of the water. Oh what to do, what to do.” Even at this distance Fluffy’s howling made Wiggles ears ring. To be sure and get Fluffy’s attention Wiggles yelled, “Why don’t you just cross the bridge and we can go eat?” “Bridge, bridge” whimpered Fluffy as he spun around looking all over. And sure enough just a few feet away was a bridge across the stream. With a yelp Fluffy took off on a dead run over the bridge and was at Wiggles side in a flash. “Ok can we go eat now?”, asked Fluffy. With that the two friends started back to the barnyard for their dinner.
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Furwaggle Chapter 4

Chapter 4
From the mouth of babes.

There are many places to live that are peaceful and pleasant, with few worries and conflicts. Among them is the beautiful fictitious land called Furwaggle. But even in this loveable land from time to time not everything is peaches and cream. There was the time when Sam Smell didn’t have very many close friends. It could have been due to his black and white paint job but mostly it was due to his strong odor. Also there were problems with Goldie Swimmer. He had a very poor memory and could not remember if he was to be in the water or above it. Maybe this is how flying fish got started?
But now all is well in dreamland and we find our two long time friends Fluffy and Wiggles out by the split rail fence. This fence wasn’t there to keep anything in or to keep anything out, it was just there. Wiggles was majestically perched on a top rail soaking in the evening sun and Fluffy was busily digging in the ground below. Wiggles asked Fluffy “what are you doing down there?”. Fluffy stopped his digging, cocked his head to one side to get some dirt out of his ear and replied, “I’m digging me a hole.”. “Yes, I know that”, snapped Wiggles, “but why all this hard-working mess?”. After a sneeze or two to get some more dirt out of his nose Fluffy said, “I trying to find a bone that I buried out here some where last week.”. “Well be sure to fill them in after you’re finished. I don’t want to be falling into any potholes and break something important.”, warned Wiggles. “I can’t fill them in cause then I won’t know where I already dug”, answered back Fluffy.
Wiggles may have very bad eyesight but his hearing was far above average. On the eye scale his hearing was 20, 20 and then some. He could hear the breeze in the trees, the babble in the brook and the marching of little feet. “Is that you Annie and your little family?, asked Wiggles. From far down on the ground came a squeaky little reply, “Sure is”. “and what is you a doing high up that there post?”. Wiggles always liked the way Annie expressed her self and that southern way of saying just what she felt. “Well Annie I’m letting the sun warm up my feathers and getting a tan on my old body. What is it you are up to?” asked Wiggles. “We is a been forging for some goodies out by that there picnic area, and we got ourselves a pretty good load too.” replied Annie. “Are you going to eat all that stuff you’re carrying?” asked Wiggles. Annie’s squeaky little voice dropped to a mere whisper when she said, “no we is a going to store it up for the coming winter”. Wiggles fluffed up his feathers and turned a little to let the sun work on another area, then he whispered back to Annie, “but Annie there is always plenty of food at the chuck house and the winters are the same as spring, summer and fall here in Furwaggle. There is no need to store up food.” Annie shot back, “you can never be sure, with the way taxes are and with global warming we could be in a pickle of a mess and….”. Wiggles couldn’t take it any more, he interrupted with, “Come on Annie, not here in the land of plenty”. With that Annie turned and with her little brood started back on the trail to the hill but as a finial word said, “just remember I told you so.”.
All of a sudden Fluffy let out a bark, “I found it, I found it…. It’s big and round, bright and shinny…. and I found it”. With a chuckle Wiggles said, “sounds like a headlight from a 1948 Buick to me.”. He then jumps down from his perch and called to Fluffy, “come on it’s getting late, lets go home.”. As the sun slowly sinks behind the mountains our two friends began to walk back to the barn. Wiggles with his waddle and Fluffy with a dejected look, but he just has to add, “You know Annie might just be right, you can never have enough food.”.
My tiny mind also thinks that Annie just might be right.
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Furwaggle Chapter 3

Chapter 3
A ruckus among us.

This morning as always a warm gentle breeze caress the fictitious land called Furwaggle. The sun was sparkling bright but was not so dazzling that our two friends Fluffy and Wiggles needed sunglasses. Both were just about recovered from their previous days unexpected mishaps. Fluffy still would sneeze from time to time and Wiggles tail feathers were marked due to the encounter with something green.
There was something new, Fluffy wasn't complaining about food. By his good fortune he had sat next to Billy at breakfast. Billy’s favorite meal was canned food. He didn't care if it was canned meat, canned fruit, canned what ever. As long as it was in a tin can. Like most from the hill country he didn't care much for what was inside because he only ate the cans. That means that Fluffy got all the leftovers from the inside of the cans, so for once he got his fill for a little while. The bad news was that Billy only came down off of the mountain about once every six months for a coat trim, so it would be awhile before Fluffy could stuff himself again.
So this morning’s after meal walk was a peaceful one, Wiggles was guided by Fluffy’s occasional sneeze and burp while he quietly rubbed his contented bloated belly. Just as they reached the tree line there came a high pitch screech followed by a loud yell. “What in tarnation was that” cracked Wiggles. Fluffy didn't answer; he was too busy covering his ears with his front paws while trying to bury his head into the sand. He did utter a few muffled sounds but they were mostly just whines. Again there was a high pitch screech but this time a yellow ball came rolling right up in front of Wiggles and stopped. Then it let out a loud yell, “The sky is falling, the sky is falling”. Fluffy’s whines got even louder in spite of a mouth full of sand and Wiggles glasses frosted over and his eyes crossed. Then just as the siren like screech was starting up again, Wiggles began to stomp his feet just as fast as his hefty frame would allow. This stopped the screech but the little yellow ball yelled, “Watch it there big fellow, you just about stepped on me.” Wiggles yelled back, “I would if I could see you, just what is the reason for all this racket?”. The yellow ball puffed it self up and answered, “The sky is falling, and I must tell everyone.”. Wiggles hissed back, “and just why do you think that the sky is falling little red hen?”. “I am not a little red hen, my name is C. Chicken, and the sky is falling because a piece of it hit me on the head”, responded the yellow ball. “all right little C. where were you when this so called sky fell on you?” inquired Wiggles. “My name isn't little C., my family calls me Charley and my friends call me Chuck, but you should call me C. Little. And if you must know I was sitting under that big Oak tree when I was struck by a piece of sky.”, cameback C. Little. By this time Fluffy had pulled his head out of the sand and had started to run in a tight little circle chasing his tail, while yapping “don't let the sky fall on me, don't let it get me.”. That was about all Wiggles could take. He bellowed out, “Stop it Fluffy, nothing is going to fall on you, and you C. Little you got a good pair of lungs for someone so small and you've got a tiny brain to go along with it. The sky’s not falling you just got hit in the head with an falling acorn is all, so stop all this commotion and concentrate on growing up.” Fluffy then chimed in with, “and that screeching makes my teeth hurt too”. With that C. Little started to quietly walk away, a little dejected but just as he topped a little hill he shouted back “any one with sensitive teeth, big ears and such big feet as you two shouldn't pick on someone as little as me….”. All Wiggles could do was snigger but Fluffy said, “and they Walk among us.”
“All in all it wasn't such a bad day, I think it’s about time we called a halt to all this fun and games before something weird happens”. Wiggles chuckled. Not to be out done Fluffy added, “but I still have sand in my teeth,”. As the two of them started back toward home, Fluffy, began his complaining again and wondered out loud if just maybe Billy would come back for a second helping.
My tiny mind thinks that if you're going to make a commotion be sure that you know what it is you are shouting about.
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Furwaggle Chapter 2

Chapter 2
Impatient Lesson.

In the fictitious land called Furwaggle the sun always comes up shining even when it rains. This morning was no exception.
The sun shone magnificently over the mountains at the east end of the valley. We find our two friends Fluffy and Wiggles greeting a new day.
“I don’t think we should take our morning walk today. My leg is still a little stiff”, said Wiggles to Fluffy. The memory of yesterdays adventure was still fresh in his mind and a kink was still in his leg. “I agree”, replied Fluffy. “I’m not going any where until I finish eating. Haven’t got a good breakfast since the cook started using that new cookbook”, Fluffy complained. “COOKING FOR HIKING, now what kind of a book is that. It just isn’t civilized.” Wiggles just shook his head. He could always count on two things in the morning. A beautiful sunrise and a complaint by Fluffy. “Food, food, is that all you can think about ?” asked Wiggles as he limped over to where his friend was eating. “You could try to make something yourself. Then it would be cooked just the way you like it”. “You know that I am sensitive and singe easy, besides I’m a eater not a cooker”, snorted Fluffy. With that he went back to eating his breakfast. Between mouth fulls he asked, “where you been”, gulp, “aren’t you going to eat ?”, gulp. “I have had my two coffee beans already, and that’s my limit for the morning”, said Wiggles. Then with a smile he added, “You know you're supposed to chew every now and then.” The implication went right over Fluffy’s head. He was insensitive to sarcasm.
Wiggles then said something that got Fluffy’s full attention. “I went over and checked the mail”. Fluffy jerked his head up with a snap and sputtered. “is the mail in, huh, huh ?”. “Yes, fluffy, the mail is here. The mail pigeon made an early run this morning”, replied Wiggles. “The mail’s in, the mail’s in” yelped Fluffy, as he started to run around in a small circle like he was trying to catch his tail. “Did I get any, did I, huh, huh ?”. Wiggles was amused at Fluffy’s excitement and curiosity about if he had received mail. “I got to go see, got to go see.” Yelled Fluffy, as he took off at a full run in the direction of the mailboxes. In all the excitement he had forgotten all about food. Fluffy was rather spoiled, young, and defiantly impatient. He was also Wiggles best friend.
The mailboxes were over a little rise and at the bottom of the hill near the road. Fluffy was at a full gallop as he started down the slope straight for the mailboxes. As he neared his goal he tried to stop. Now, there was still a little dew on the grassy slope and it was very slippery. This Fluffy found out too late. The more he tried to stop the more he slid. With a bang and a yelp, Fluffy went right into the mailbox, head first. Wiggles had started off following Fluffy at a slow pace. His leg still was sore and his eyesight was still bad, so he just limped along after him. By the time he reached the crest of the little hill he could hear Fluffy but still couldn’t see him. What he did was hear a muffled whine. That was enough to tell Wiggles that Fluffy was in trouble again. That boy had an insatiable appetite for food and trouble, thought Wiggles.
When Wiggles finally got to where the sounds were coming, he was dumbfounded. Then his expression turned into awe as he figured out the predicament that Fluffy had gotten himself into. There was Fluffy, stuck head first up to his shoulders into the mouth of a mailbox. His feet were kicking in the air and muffled cry’s were coming from inside the box. “Woo is me, I’m stuck and I can’t get out”. Wiggles hobbled around very slowly and methodically viewing the latest predicament of his friend. “Would you like to have me help you ?”, Wiggles asked, his voice low and soothing. He was trying to calm his friend and at the same time not breakout laughing. “Oh yes, please, please, help me.”, sobbed Fluffy. “If you don’t get me out I will be stuck in here forever”, whimpered Fluffy. “Don’t be silly”, snapped Wiggles. “You just got a little something stuck on your head, that’s all”. “But it’s dark and scary in here.”, whined Fluffy. Fluffy’s legs squirmed snakelike in the air like he was trying to walk. Wiggles realized if he didn’t do something soon he would do some serious damage to the mailbox and probably to himself too. But just how was he going to help him out of this dilemma. It was hard to believe that Fluffy could get stuck so tight in that box but then again he did have a way of doing the most unusual things. “Listen to me, stop all that trashing about. You’re not helping any with your legs failings wildly in the air like that. I got to think and you're distracting me.”, barked Wiggles. His mind raced over all the different things he could do to try and free his friend. That’s when he spotted a big stick laying on the ground at his feet. It was a good thing it was so close, other wise Wiggles wouldn’t have seen it. He lifted the stick up and clenched his fist around it. Then he took a practice swing in the air. “Yep, that ought to do it”, said Wiggles with a smile. He then gleefully whacked the side of the mailbox. There was a big boom, just like he had hit a drum.
“Aaaayyiieeee!, Fluffy screamed as the sound ripped through his head. “That hurt…”. “Easy, boy”, Wiggles soothed. “Relax, it was just a bad idea.” Apologized Wiggles. Fluffy trusted him and heeded his advice. Even if he couldn’t hear him. His head was hurting and his ears didn’t feel too good either. He took a deep breath, exhaling it noisily and then be began whimpering again, that was followed by a little sneeze. “What’s the matter now ?”, asked Wiggles. “What did you say, AHCHOO…?”, sneezed Fluffy again. “Can’t hear you my ears are still ringing.”, Fluffy sputtered. “I SAID WHAT’S WRONG NOW ?” YELLED Wiggles. “AHCHOO…, it’s dusty in here and… AHCHOO…, its making me sneeze…”, sniffed Fluffy. “Well, don’t go and get panic on me”, cautioned Wiggles. “What ?”, coughed Fluffy. “NEVER MIND”, yelled Wiggles. He was just about to give the mailbox another whack with the stick, but then another idea popped into his head. Remembering about Fluffy’s allergies, Wiggles started to walk around looking down at the ground. “You still there Wiggles ?”, Fluffy called out. “Yes, I’m here”, Wiggles called back as he continued on his search. “What ?”, called Fluffy. “NEVER MIND, YOU JUST STAY RIGHT THERE, I’LL BE BACK IN A MINUTE !”, Wiggles called back. “Sure, like I was going somewhere”, snapped Fluffy. Then he added another sneeze. After a few more minutes Wiggles found what he was looking for. A big patch of ragweed. “This will do just find”, mused Wiggles as he bent over and grabed up two big hands full. When he straighten up and looked around he couldn’t see Fluffy, the mailbox or anything. With his bad eyesight he couldn’t see much of anything if he wasn’t almost standing on top of it. Then he yelled out, “FLUFFY, WHERE ARE YOU ?”. He could then hear the muted responds of his friend. “I’m right where you left me, and I’m still stuck in this mailbox”, replied Fluffy. With Fluffy’s grumbling as a guide Wiggles found his way back to Fluffy and the mailbox. “Get a good whiff of this”, said Wiggles as he poked the ragweed around Fluffy. “Ohhh, nooo !”, Fluffy wailed as his lips began to drool and his eyes rolled with tears. “What is that I smell ? AHCHOO ?…”. “You didn’t… AHCHOO…, AHCHOO…”, the rest of what Fluffy was trying to say was lost in a hail of coughs and sneezes. By then, Wiggles had stuffed all the open space between Fluffy and the sides of the mailbox full of ragweed. Yelping frantically, between all that coughing and sneezing, “I’m going to die !”, howled Fluffy. “When is you gonna, AHCHOO…, stop fooling around and, AHCHOO…, get me out of here ?” he moaned. Faster and faster his sneezes came, like a steam engine racing to the exploding point. His coughing and sneezing became more furious. His body quaking uncontrollable, he was now in a uproarious sneezing fit. Wiggles was waiting for that one magnificent all-powerful sneeze. “There she blows”, yelled Wiggles. He grabbed the outstretched legs of his trapped friend and gave a frantic tug just as Fluffy erupted in a fiery blasting sneeze. “AGHHHH !, OHHHH !, AGGGHHHHOO !”. Under the tremendous pressure of the extraordinary sneeze, and the pulling of Wiggles, Fluffy popped out of the mailbox with a WHOOSH… He landed about four feet away with a resounding thump. Fluffy snorted out of his nose and in a frenzy state jumped up, looked around and then fell with exhaustion to the ground. As he breathed, ragged noisy rumbles came from his mouth. “Fluffy, are you all right”, cried Wiggles. His legs weren’t too steady either, so he too plopped down beside the puffing Fluffy. Fluffy just sat there with a mindlessly embarrassed look on his face. “I’m going to rest awhile” was all he said. He closed his eyes for a second, his head was still stuffed and spinning senselessly !
For a while the two friends just sat there on the ground and said nothing. The silence was only broken by a cough or sneeze every now and then from Fluffy. Finally Wiggles spoke, “Now, that is what I call an earth-shattering experience”. Then, Fluffy shaking his head whispered, “I’m so embarrassed, how will I ever face anyone again ?”. “Don’t be embarrassed”, Wiggles said quickly. “it could have happen to anyone. And besides, I’m not going to tell…” “Are you teasing me ?”, sputtered Fluffy. “I wouldn’t tease you about something like that.”, said Wiggles as he reached over and patted Fluffy on the head. This was most reassuring to Fluffy, the only thing he liked better than a pat on the head was to be scratched behind his ear. His tail was wagging furiously.
With that, Wiggles got up on his feet and said, “Think its time we went home.”. While he was helping Fluffy get up on his wobbly legs, he noticed that Fluffy was clutching something. “What’s that ?”, asked Wiggles pointing to a rumpled piece of paper. “That’s my mail”, replied Fluffy with a final sneeze. “It’s an advertisement for insurance”. With a grin Wiggles said, “You know old buddy, maybe you just might look into that”.
The two them started back toward home. Fluffy, began his complaining again and Wiggles limped along side, nodding his head in that agreeing gesture. Tomorrow just has to be a more peaceful day.
My tiny mind sees the moral of this tale as haste makes waste and sometimes gets you stuck where you don’t want to be…
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Furwaggle Chapter 1

Chapter 1

A short imaginary walk.

Like all mythical stories this tale takes place far, far away before there was time, in a land call Furwaggle. This fictitious place had many wonderful magical features. One of them was that everyone could talk and understand each other regardless of who or what they were. Cats could talk to dogs, fish could talk to mice and even grasshoppers could talk to toads. We now join two of the residents of this special land.
As usual Fluffy and Wiggles were on their morning walk about this wonderful land. And just as usual Fluffy was doing what he does best, complaining. Wiggles had become accustomed to his almost constant moaning and groaning. He has been doing it all his life and today Fluffy was on his favorite subject, food. He always had something to say about it. It was either too cold. Or too hot. Or too something. This morning was topic “A”, too little. Wiggles had another reason for accepting Fluffy’s continued barrage of loud grumbling, he didn’t see very well. In fact, Wiggles couldn’t make out anything further than a few inches past his nose. He did have good hearing but seeing was a duck of another color. So he relied on Fluffy’s gripping to guide him along. If Fluffy knew this, he never let on to it. The two had been friends for a long time. They were born on the same day and just naturally took to each other. Early on they had made a pact. Fluffy wouldn’t bite and Wiggles wouldn’t fly. After that they were almost always together. When you seen one, you seen the other.
They took their normal route, out the barnyard, across the meadow, and up the little hill toward the tree line. Everthing was run-of-the-mill as usual. Fluffy was just getting wound up about food and Wiggles was nodding his head in that, I agree gesture, he used while walking. Suddenly fluffy stopped dead still. His mouth snaped shut and the grumbling quit. It took Wiggles a few steps before he realized that he could no longer hear fluffy. He could hear the wind in the trees, he could hear a grasshopper talking to a butterfly nearby but he didn’t hear Fluffy. He stopped too, so as to better hear his friend. He listened for that whining nasal sound to tell where or what was up with Fluffy. Nada, nothing at all from his furry friend. “OK, what’s it going to be ? Steak and Eggs ?” “Where are you ?” Fluffy had been standing so still that he had even been holding his breath. The mention of Steak and Eggs from Wiggles snapped him out of his trance. Even then all he could reply was a very soft whisper, “ We have a problem”. Now what, thought Wiggles. This wasn’t like the time Fluffy got his nose caught in a mousetrap. That was a very loud problem. Nor was it like the thorn in the foot problem. That was not only loud but a lot of whining problem. No, this was different. Anything that could shut up Fluffy, had to be a big, hide your head in the hay, kind of problem.
Wiggles said “I don’t hear anything”. “What do you want it to say, take me to your leader ?” Whispered Fluffy back. Oh my word, thought Wiggles, this boy’s been staying up too late at night watching TV. Time to put a stop to all this nonsense. “Just what is it you see ?”, snapped Wiggles. “Well… it’s small… its green… it has a little funny ear and it’s… smiling at me…”, that was all Fluffy could get out. What ever else Fluffy was trying to say was lost in a stuttering kind of low whimper. “You’re either describing a funny green rabbit or a happy turtle with ears” cracked Wiggles. “No, it’s not a rabbit, and I never saw a turtle stand on its back legs before”. “Besides it don’t have but one ear”. “Well, I don’t have any ears and I can hear you just fine.” replied Wiggles. “Get on with it boy, tell me just what it is”, Wiggles was getting tired of this game. He would have slapped Fluffy upside the head if he could find him, or hit that green little thing a time or two if he could see it. But all he had to go on was what little his friend could get out between breaths. Fluffy was either hyperventilating or had a fur ball that was cutting off the oxygen to his tiny brain. What ever was the case he wasn’t getting much help. Then Wiggles got an idea and said to Fluffy, “try growling at it !”. “Are you crazy, it might throw green smelly stuff all over me… us…”. Fluffy hoarsely replied. “So what we have here is your typical small green one eared skunk”. Wiggles said with a sarcastic grin. “ and where is this little bit of your imagination located ?” “Just because I haven’t ever seen it before don’t mean that I don’t see it now !” growled Fluffy. “It’s as real as you or me… and it’s about 10 steps behind you”. Now it was Wiggles turn to be surprised. “Are you pulling my tail feathers ?” “No, it’s really there, right behind you and it’s watching every move you make.
Without any more bantering, Wiggles spun around and started forward. With each step Wiggles would take, Fluffy would plead with his friend to stop this foolishness and tuck his tail and run. Wiggles would have none of it, he marched steadily forward,… 8 steps, 9 steps, 10 steps and then he stopped. “Ok, that’s ten, now where is your little green friend”, call Wiggles. “He’s right in front of you, you’re nose to nose, and he’s no friend of mine”, cried Fluffy. By now his fur was standing straight up. This was more from fright than anything else. Needless to say he wasn’t the braver of the two friends. Wiggles wasn’t really all that brave either. He just couldn’t seen anything to be afraid of. That’s mainly because he just couldn’t see anything. Wiggles now started to poke his head forward for a better look. Zap, Crackle, Pop… His head hit something. To say it was a shocking experience would be an understatement. It wasn’t just his head, his whole body shared in the adventure. His toes began to tingle, his body began to shake and a small puff of gray smoke rose from his tail feathers. The next thing that happened was truly amazing. Fluffy couldn’t believe his eyes. Wiggles was ejected about 10 feet into the air, not in a graceful flight but more like a rocket zooming from some launch pad. There were even some trailing sparks following his trajectory upward. At the peak of his climb he did a full double flip and started earthward. In the meantime Fluffy had started to run in a circle around his friend and the little green thing. When Wiggles started his flight, Fluffy began to increase the size of his running path. Ever wider grew his circle of travel. By the time Wiggles made his unceremonious landing, Fluffy was running a full 30-yard circle around the proceedings. He was also wailing at the top of his lungs. It sounded more like a siren than anything a mammal could make. Wiggles didn’t guide in for a three-point landing, it was more a straight splat into a muddy spot, type of an approach. His head hit first, that’s what saved him from any body damage. Fluffy, seeing his friend hit the ground, made a sharp turn and headed in his direction. By the time he got there, Wiggles had pulled his head out of the wet dirt and was spitting mud out of his mouth. “Wiggles, Wiggles, are you all right?”, cried Fluffy. “I would be, if you would stop all that yelling, I got a terrible headache”, moaned Wiggles.
Fluffy helped his friend to his feet and then looked around for the little green thing. What ever it was, it’s gone now and that made Fluffy feel much better. He had no urge to take one of those flights or get all shook up like he had just witnessed. Both of the friends agreed that this was enough excitement for one day, and started back toward home. Fluffy, began his complaining again and Wiggles limped along side, nodding his head in that agreeing gesture. Tomorrow has to be a more peaceful day.
My tiny mind thinks that you shouldn’t rub noses with little green men that you don’t know.
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