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.
Continued… (maybe).
-------------------------------------------------------------

Here is a simple little teaser for you:
Circle Maze

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.
Continued… (maybe).
-------------------------------------------------------------

Here is a simple little teaser for you:
Card Maze

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.
Continued… (maybe).
-------------------------------------------------------------

Here is a simple little teaser for you:
Maze

Furwaggle Chapter 12

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.
Continued… (maybe)
-------------------------------------------------------------

Here is a simple little teaser for you:
Five number Sudoku

Furwaggle Chapter 11

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.
Continued… (maybe).
-------------------------------------------------------------

Here is a simple little teaser for you:
Circle Maze

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.
Continued… (maybe).
-------------------------------------------------------------

Here is a simple little teaser for you:
Maze

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.
Continued… (maybe)
-------------------------------------------------------------

Here is a simple little teaser for you:
Sudoku Puzzle

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.
Continued… (maybe)
-------------------------------------------------------------

Here is a simple little teaser for you:
Maze

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.

Continued… (maybe)

Here is a simple little teaser for you:
Circle Maze

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 !!
Continued… (maybe)
-------------------------------------------------------------

Here is a simple little teaser for you:
Maze

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.
My tiny mind likes the motto, “Don’t tread on me”. Continued… (maybe) ----------------------------------------------------------

Here is a simple little teaser for you:
Maze