The next thing I remember I was waking up and trying to open my eyes–which seemed to be closed shut. Where am I? I thought. Not in God’s office, for sure! “SHLURP, SHLURP.” “Hey! What’s going on? Stop that! You’re getting my face all wet with that thing!” It was the biggest pink sponge I had ever sort-of-seen, almost as big as my face! I tried to make sense of it all. As things got clearer, I realized it wasn’t a sponge: it was a tongue! It was surrounded by teeth and belonged to …A DOG? And then I remembered what had happened. I had chosen to be a dog…
As the shlurping continued, I kind of got used to it. My mom wanted me to look sparkling clean. It actually was a pretty good deal: I ate, I slept, I made a mess, my mom cleaned me up. Not too shabby… She really was wonderful!
But one day, I woke up, opened my eyes and saw that I wasn’t alone in the room! THERE WERE OTHERS and they looked just like me!
A reenactment of what my siblings and I looked like
Three of them, barely hairy and pinkie-looking. Reality check. I wasn’t looking in a mirror. They were for real. It turns out my mom took just as good care of them as she did of me. We found out that when we could venture out from our mom’s side, we could actually play with each other. And fun we had! Did we ever! We’d climb on each other, pull on each other’s ears or tails, run like crazy, and when we were all done, we’d fall asleep on each other. Until that day…
It was supposed to be a day like any other– get up, eat, play… I already knew what trick I was going to play on my siblings. I was stretching, like I always do when I wake up, when this huge hand grabbed me and took me away from my family. “Hey, where are you taking me? Put me down!” “This one is sold,” said the man that belonged to that hand. What did they mean sold? The big hand carried me to a cage and threw me in there. “You’re going for a long ride, pup,” he said. Ride, where? Where is my mom? Where are my siblings? “Don’t take me!” I screamed, but no one seemed to hear me.
God had said “Don’t despair,” but I had lost my humans and now they were taking me away from my dogs… Where was I going?
What followed was a long ride, indeed… which I’ll tell you all about next time, since just thinking about it wears me out!
Fluffy forever,
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November 11, 2008 at 9:32 pm |
Good post.