Friday, May 22, 2009

"Sink your roots into the ground"

If you need answers- sometimes its best to search.

I decided that if I was going to find the answers, that I was searching for, I would need to go look for them.
I could not wait any longer.
The time had come.
And so my story began last night, when I could not sleep.
It was a windy night, and the skys full moon had mysterous shadows that danced on the ground. I thought that I heard noises coming from the forest, so I decided it was best to go check it out.
The bedroom window was open just enough for me to slip out, and so very quitely I climbed out onto the ledge of the roof, and with a leap, I jumped down to the ground below.
This was a new experience for me to go out on my own,,,, sometimes,,, there is always a first.
I headed down the road, and through the woods, deep into the forest, to where I thought the noise was coming from. I ran as fast as I could.
I ran so hard that soon I was tired, so I sat down on a huge root that was sticking out of the soil.
All of a sudden the ground shook, and I fell off the root and tumbled into some soft moss that just happpened to be right there. Just as I was shaking myself off, a voice came from what looked to me, to be a talking tree. Not only was this tree talking, but it was leaning so much, that I thought it might fall over.
"Oh", I said to the tree, "I am Tweedles, and you must be Methuseulal. I have heard my mommy talk so much about you. You are the oldest tree in the forest, and look how huge you are! It would take at least 55 pugs to reach their arms around you! "
As I stood gazing up , Methuseulal reached one of his soft branches down to where I stood on the ground. With a soft, gentle voice, he said "hang on, little one". With one big swoop, he swooped me to the top of the tree.
He had very big eyes. Methuseulal cradled me very carefully in his arms, as he asked me "Well little one, what brings you out on a windy night like this, here in this dark forest.?"
"Well, to be honest", I said shyly, "I heard about you - you are the oldest tree in the woods, and I heard how everyone thinks you might be falling soon.
You might fall because your leaning so badly." And I have been a little worried especially hearing that sound in the forest. "
As I said these word, I felt a big sway. The branches bounced back and forth, and up and down and we rocked, and then everything was still!
"Don't worry Tweedles,,,, I was just stretching my roots. That is what keeps me standing tall in the forest,,,, is to strech your roots and hang on.
My day to fall has not come yet. No one knows when that will be.
" Who can say,,,, I wondered. ? Do we really need to know?

The words seemed to be just what I was searching for. I listened to some forest storys for a while, but then I was getting a little sleepy. By now I was worried about how I was going to get back home and into my bed.
"Hoot, hoot, hoot"....I looked up , and who do ya think came over and sat right beside me? It was my old owl friend Owlbert. He said "come one Tweedles, hop onto my back, put your paws around my neck and I will take you home." I did just what Owlbert said. I wrapped my paws deep into his feathers, layed my head on his soft warm head, and with a big swoop into the air, we were flying above the tree tops. We almost touched the moon.
Owlbert landed on the open window ledge of my bedroom, and I slid off. Owlbert gave a little wink, and then was gone.
I quicky jumped onto the bed and slipped under the blankys- just as if I had been there all night.

I will never forget the words of Methusula when he told me the secret is to stretch your roots, and just cause your leaning- does not mean you will fall soon. I am glad to hear that.
I can sleep better now.
And so everyone-
Nitey nite


Anonymous said...

Tweedles, You always make me happy and put a smile on my face with your stories. Thank you! Your Friend, TawniJean

Every Photo Tells A Story said...

Oh, Tweedles. I enjoyed reading your story so much!!
In fact, I can picture it as an illustrated puppy's and children's book. With you as the main character, of course:) It could be a "green" book because of Methusula, and we know how trees need a clean environment so their roots can keep growing. And, keep stretching.

Thank you for the beautiful message, sweetheart!

Checkers & Chess said...

Tweedles - that was a wonderful story - and very well told - THANKS!

Archie and Melissa said...

tweedles...i LOVE your story! wow... you are a very gifted writer. the second i start reading your stories i am wisked away with you and i can see what you are seeing. what a beautiful place to be.

Melanie, Moe, Ollie said...

Thank you Tweedles! you remind us all of the magic of a wonderful story

NAK and The Residents of The Khottage said...

Oh my little pal!

Woo pawed a furry lovely piece!

All the hoomans should have to read this!

We khan lean and we khan sway as we face all that blows in our direkhtion!

I hope woo khontinue to sleep and dream well!

PeeEssWoo: I wonder if Owlbert knows the Barn Owl on the khamera?

Too Cute Pugs said...


What a wonderful story!

Pug love from,
Pearl & Daisy

♥♥ The OP Pack ♥♥ said...

Tweedles, we really enjoyed your story - can you come visit us and tell us a bedtime story every night?

Woos, the OP Pack

the TN Bull Terrors said...

You are such a smart little Pug, always out learning. We're finally back to blog reading since DawgMom has finished all HER dumb stuff. We missed you!

Feather, Darla, Pappy & LizzaBella ^..^

Allison Walton said...

You are a great explorer, Tweedles!

Gus and Waldo

Suzuki said...

Hi Tweedles!
I'm just stopping by to let you know that Scooby & Lady have set a date fur their wedding. Stop by my blog to see how to RSVP if you would like to attend.
Big licks to you

Molly the Airedale said...

You are a very gifted storyteller, Tweedles! Thank you for the smiles!

Love ya lots,
Maggie and Mitch

Anonymous said...

We love your stories too Tweedles! You're pretty wise for just a little pug.

Unknown said...

Tweedles, thank you for sharing your adventure with us. What a great idea, to sink your roots deep. sending love and hugs...

Anonymous said...

You are a great story teller!

Tee said...

Hello there Tweedles!

What a lovely story about your adventure! We enjoyed reading your post and there's a lesson to be learnt yet - stretching one's roots ... must remember to hang on when the going gets touch.

Licks and Wags

The Dog WOods Pack

The Devil Dog said...

What a fabulous story. Thank you for the tale, Tweedles. We all loved it.

Roxy & Lucky

Kelly said...

Hi Tweedles! I hope you and your moms had a great Memorial Day weekend! I loves hearing your story and seeing those cute pictures of you. You are just so sweet!!!

Salinger The Pug said...

Hi Tweedles!

We just LOVE your stories! Thank you for sharing that one with us.

You are such a cute puggy! You should totally be on birthday cards!!!!!


Diane said...

Hey Tweedles!
What a wonderful story. Nobody tells a story quite like you do. I'm so glad you made it back home safely.
xoxo Diane

Anonymous said...

Hi Tweedles,

I know you have this award already but I wanted to give it you anyways so go pick it up on my bloggie. :-)

Sniffs and licks,


Hank said...

Tweedles, that is quite a message. Thanks fer givin' me somethin' to chew on a bit.