Furwaggle Chapter 42

Chapter 42

The Cure

There is a wonderful fictitious land called Furwaggle. In this mythical place everyone can talk and understand each other regardless of who or what they are.
It is mid morning and as usual Piggly Wiggly is taking his daily mud bath. One of his favorite things to do is take a running jump into the deep end of the mud hole. He just finished doing one of his beautiful swan dives, splashing mud high and wide. As he oozes to the mud surface he hears a very angry voice yelling, “Hay, watch it there you little pig. Your getting mud all over everywhere, and some is on me”. Another voice added, “Me too”, which was punctuated with a, “AHCHOO”. This surprised Piggly Wiggly, because he was not accustom to having an audience while he did his morning mud ritual. He spun around and what did he see but Wiggles and Fluff standing over him. After he composed himself he said, “Sorry boys, I didn’t know that you were there. Besides mud is good for the complexion”. Then his eyes got real big and he jumped backward saying, “Stay away, stay away. I don’t want to catch the chicken pox, or duck pox or what ever you got. I just got over the swine flu and I don’t want your sickness too”. Sarcastically Wiggles replied, “I don’t have chicken pox, I just have paint spots. Have you ever seen chicken pox that were blue, orange, pink or yellow”? Fluffy added with a load “AHCHOO”. Wiggles continued with, “and just how did you get that pig flu any way? Were you rubbing noses with your fellow hogs”? Defiantly Piggly snapped back, “No I didn’t catch nothing from my friends, I got the flu from a traveling musician, Whistling George. He was a part of a musical group that came thru here a couple of weeks ago”. With a grin Wiggles said, “That’s what you get from being down wind from a whistle”. Piggly Wiggly had enough insults from this speckled duck so he pointed toward the trail and said, “You should move along now, go pay a visit to Doctor Chicken, just follow the path and you will be at cures door. And take that sneezing sick dog with you”. Fluffy started to yell something at the Piggly but all that came out was another loud “AHCHOO”.
Wiggles and Fluffy started walking off down the path and in a short while they came to Doctor Chicken’s sign of business. Not seeing anybody around Fluffy let out a big yell, “AHCHOO, is there anyone home, AHCHOO”. From behind the sign, up popped the head of Doctor Chicken. The first thought that the good doctor had was, “AH, suckers, I mean customers”. Out loud he said, “Good morning gentlemen, this is your lucky day. I have a beautiful condo that has just gone on sale. And just for you I will make…”. Wiggles interrupts with, “We aren’t here for real estate, we need some of your doctoring”. Fluffy chimes in with, “Yes, some doctoring, AHCHOO”. Narrowing his eyes to a squint, Doctor Chicken remarks, “Yes Wiggles, I noticed that you look a little on the spotted side. And I hear some strange things coming out of Fluffy”. With a knowing look Wiggles remarks, “I’m glad you remember us. But what can you do about these spots I have”? “How could I forget my two best customers, now let me see what I have”, Doctor Chicken said as he rummages around in his doctor bag. “Ah, here is just the thing”, he said as he pulls a can of spot remover from the bag. As he hands the can to Wiggles he says in his most official doctor voice, “drink two shots of this and call me in the morning”. “Hay wait a minute, I’m not going to drink this stuff”, yells out Wiggles. “Err, I mean rub on your body twice a day and then call me”, mutters Doctor Chicken. While the Doctor is making his correction Wiggles is reading to himself the directions on the can of spot remover then out load he reads, ”… may cause young children to go bald and feathers to fall off ducks”. “Well I guess that’s not to your liking either. Tell me just how did you come by these spots anyway”? Wiggles explains, “Yesterday afternoon I was watching Zorba do some water color painting and he splashed me with some of the paint”. “Oh, then that makes your cure simple, just go over to the water pond and soak for about five minutes and all that paint will wash right off”, announced the good doctor.
Wiggles wattles over to the pond and jumps right into the water. As he comes up for air Wiggles hears a raspy voice say, “Hay there duck, you're polluting my pond”. Wiggles sees a green thing sitting on the waters bank giving him the evil eye. “Sorry mister toad, I will only be a minute while I wash off this paint”, explains Wiggles. “First of all I’m not a toad. I’m a frog. And second why don’t you go de-paint yourself in your own pond”, snaps Mr. Frog. “Look I’m getting out now. All the paint is washed off now, anyway”, remarks Wiggles as he climes out of the water. He also notices that the water has a slight silver tint and so does he. He thinks to himself, “Oh Well, being a little silver is better than having a lot of bright spots”.
Meanwhile Doctor Chicken has turned his attention to Fluffy and is working on his problem. “Tell me Fluffy when did you first get this Whooping Cough”, asks the doctor. “It's not a Whooping anything. Its an allergy from being in a field of sneezeweed”, explains Fluffy. “Ok, I can fix that”, said the good doctor as he pulls a pocket watch with a chain attached from his doctor bag. He begins swinging the watch back and forth in front of Fluffy and chanting, “You are getting sleepy and you can only hear my voice. When you awake you will not sneeze or cough any more instead you will softly bark”. When the doctor started to sway the watch Fluffy got that dear in the headlights look which went away when the doctor snapped his fingers to bring Fluffy back to normal. “Thank you doctor I feel much better now”, softly barked Fluffy.
Just then Wiggles waddled up and fluffing his feathers asks, “Well doctor, looks like we are all cured, or at least cured enough. What do we owe you for your services”? The doctor replied, “That will be dime for you, Wiggles and a nickel for Fluffy”. As Wiggles hands over the money he asks, “How come I’m charged more than Fluffy”? With a grin the Doctor Chicken says, “Fluffy will be back”. With that Wiggles and Fluffy waved good by and started back to the barnyard. Wiggles was waddling and Fluffy was doing a sequence of soft barks.
My tiny mind also gets spotted sometimes.
Continued… (Maybe).
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Chapter 41

Little One Lost

The most wonderful place is the dreams of the mind. This is one of those dreams about a fictitious land called Furwaggle. This mythical place has many wonderful features. One of them is that everyone can talk and understand each other regardless of who or what they are. Cats can talk to dogs, fish can talk to mice and even grasshoppers can talk to toads.
As usual Fluffy is the last one to finish eating breakfast. As he steps out on to the chuck house porch he sees Wiggles sitting in his favorite rocking chair soaking up the morning sun. He is rubbing his belly as he walks down the porch to where Wiggles is rocking. The first thing out of his mouth to Wiggles is a great big burp. Without turning his head or looking up, Wiggles says, “That has to be Fluffy. No else can make such a disgusting sound”. With a little giggle Fluffy says, “Why thank you Wiggles, I’ll take that as a complement". Besides making funny remarks, what else is going on this beautiful morning? “I hear strange sounds coming from the field over by the barn, what is going on Fluffy”, asked Wiggles. With a snort Fluffy says, “If you would wear your eye glasses you could see that Zorba is standing out in the field clutching a brush with his tail and there is one in each hand. He is splashing paint all over himself and on a thing propped up by some kind of a metal contraption”. Wiggles asked, “Is he painting on a canvas that is propped up on an easel”? “Sure, what ever”, replies Fluffy. With a wishful sigh Wiggles says, “Zorba is being artistic by expressing his inter spirit. I would like to have an inspired calling”. With a snort Fluffy shoots back with, “All I know is if you had one paint brush in your beak, let along three, you would have paint all over your self and half of Furwaggle as well”. “Oh no”, replied Wiggles. “I can’t do any painting, my fantasy is more along the line of writing my memoirs”. When Fluffy hears things like that he gets that deer in the headlights look. “You want to write what”, asked Fluffy. With a patient tone Wiggles attempts to explain, “What I mean is I would like to write my autobiography, you know, that’s where you write words on paper about your past”. With a chuckle, Fluffy shoots back, “Well Wiggles, if you run out of words, I have a few spare ones that I’m not using that you can have”. Wiggles doesn’t have a response to that so he just rolls his eyes.
Fluffy asked, “Besides doing words, what are you going to do today”? With a thoughtful gaze Wiggles says, “Well I hear that a new herd of horses came in last night and they are over at the corral. So I thought that I would go over and welcome them to Furwaggle”. Fluffy starts jumping up and down on one foot as he asks, “Can I go too, huh, huh”? Hesitantly Wiggles replies, “You can come along if you promise not to do any barking. The last time you did that, there was a stampede and it took almost a week to get everyone rounded up again”. Fluffy tilts his head and says, “Well, it wasn’t my fault, besides it was cows not horses. There is a different, cows have horns and horses have a sense of humor. Ok, I promise, but only if we make a wide detour around Zorba. I don’t want to go and get any paint on me. The last time I got paint on my nose, I sneezed for a week. And my sneeze is much worse than my bark”.
It took much longer than normal to get to the corral because of the wide detour around Zorba and his flying paint. But once there our friends see horses happily chowing down on hay and oats. That is, all but one, a big mare, who is standing over by the corral fence with a sad look on her face. Fluffy walks up to her and says, “What’s the matter lady, don’t you like what is on the bill of fare today”? She answers back, “No, the food is fine. It’s just that I have lost my baby. I’ve looked all over the place and I can’t find him anywhere”. Sympathetically Wiggles asks, “Where did you see him last”? She answers back, “I last saw him last night as we came thru the mountain pass into the land of Furwaggle. He was always running ahead of the herd so I thought I would find him here at the corral but he’s not here”. With a reassuring smile Wiggles tells her, “Don’t you fret young lady, Fluffy and I will find him for you”. With that Fluffy and Wiggles took off on their quest of finding that which is lost.
After they were out of sight of the concerned mother Fluffy asked, “Ok mister bounty hunter, just how do you plan to find one little lost horse”? With a knowing look, Wiggles replies, “All we have to do is follow the horse hoof prints backward from where they came. That and with your super sensitive bloodhound nose, you just sniff out the lost colt”. Fluffy snaps back, “I hate to tell you but I’m not a bloodhound. Not now and never have been”. After about an hour of back tracking the hoof prints disappear into a large field of tall grass. Fluffy comes to a sudden stop and asks Wiggles, “Now what? The tall grass hides the hoof prints and they mess up my allergy”? As Wiggles steps off into the tall grass he tells Fluffy, “Just hold a paw over your hose and breath thru your ears”. After a ways into the field, Fluffy began to huff and puff. Then came the sniffs and sneezes. Wiggles snaps at Fluffy, “Be quite, I think that I hear something”. “I can’t help it, this sneezeweed has got me”, Fluffy sneezed back. Just then there is a little cry, “Mommy, Mommy”. “Yes, I heard that. It came from over this way”, Fluffy reports. After a few careful steps Wiggles pushes aside the crass and there is a little colt lying in a nest of crass. Fluffy asks the little horse, “Are you the lost colt that we are looking for”? The little one replies, “My mother told me not to speak to strangers”. Wiggles then tells the colt, “I’m Wiggles and the one that’s sneezing is Fluffy”. With a little grin the colt says, “Then it is ok, we aren’t strangers any more”. Wiggles then remarks, “Come on, let’s get back to the farmyard and your mother”. Between sneezes Fluffy remarks, “I guess we will have to lead him because he’s too little to ride”.
When they arrive at the corral the colt cries out “Mommy, Mommy”. The mare kicks up her heels and whinnies with glee. Wiggles says, “All's well that ends well”. Fluffy then asks Wiggles, “Well, what are you going to do now”? With a thoughtful look Wiggles says, “I going over to my nest in the barn hay loft and find my eye glasses, so I can have look at Zorba’s painting. What are you going to do Fluffy”? With a little grin Fluffy says, “I’m off to the chuck house for a little snack, all the finding stuff makes me hungry”. With that the two part to go on their separate ways.
My tiny mind also gets lost from time to time.
Continued… (Maybe).
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Chapter 40

Fire in the sky

It’s late in the day; the sun is just about over the horizon in the fictitious land of Furwaggle where animals can talk and understand each other. Our two friends, Wiggles and Fluffy are heading back toward their home at the barnyard. Fluffy has been dragging his feet. He isn’t like his normal preppie self. Wiggles just figured it has been a long day of walking and that Fluffy is just weary but he should be better when they get back to the chuck house and a little snack. At least the day had been uneventful with no surprises.

All of a sudden Fluffy stops dead in his tracks and stands transfixed looking at the sky. He then lets out a little whimper but doesn’t move an inch. His fur stands up and the whimper changes to a low groan. Wiggles starts to ask what is wrong but Fluffy jumps up and runs around to hide behind Wiggles. “Ok Fluffy, what’s the matter with you? ”, asks Wiggles. With a gasp Fluffy whispers, “Did you see that? “ “See what”, asks Wiggles. With a few more whimpers Fluffy again whispers, “Up there, the sky is falling”. “Oh come on”, utters Wiggles, “the sky isn’t falling. You sound like Chicken Little”. With indignation Fluffy snaps back, “I’m not like that little chicken, I got fur not feathers. And I did see a big chunk of the sky fall down over by the orange grove. It was on fire and everything”. “No way”, snorts Wiggles. Then with a little compassion he then said, “Come on let’s get back to the barnyard where you can get a little something to eat. That should calm you down a little”.

The walk continues, with Fluffy looking over his shoulder at the sky from time to time and Wiggles keeping a close eye on Fluffy. They had only gone a few steps when Fluffy yells out, “There it is again, the sky is falling some more, look, look”. This time Wiggles turns and looks where Fluffy is pointing. After a moment he snorts, “The sky isn’t falling, that’s just a falling star”. “See I told you, the sky is falling”, said Fluffy as he jumped up and down on one foot”. Very calmly Wiggles says, “That’s a meteor that’s falling, not the sky”. With glee Fluffy says, “See I knew something was falling. Call it what you want but I seen what I seen and from now on you will believe me when I see something”. With a snort Wiggles turns to continue on the trip home, with Fluffy skipping along behind.

My tiny mind also sees things from time to time.

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