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Sunday, April 27, 2008

Furwaggle Chapter 32

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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.

Continued… (Maybe).
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