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Tuesday, February 16, 2010

Furwaggle Chapter 41

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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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