Saturday, November 27, 2010

"The Red Buttons"


The shadows of the long fingered pine needles were dancing in the forest.
The snow was melting, and droplets were falling like diamonds to the moss covered earth below.
The sun was peeking at me from behind the sleeping giants,,,, and so,,,, I peeked back.
And then as I gazed into the sky. I saw the forest branches glistening.
The sun reached down and wrapped its rays around me like a giant hug.
A hush seemed to have overtaken my forest, and so I tip toed very quietly into the solitude.

I sat by the creek pondering my many, many thoughts,, , and then suddenly I saw what appeared to be a red button floating in the stream.
My bones trembled with curiosity., "What a Tweedles to do" but investigate!
I stepped as close to the waters edge as I could without falling in,, and then I saw more red buttons laying in the snow...... across the creek.
I remember those buttons from somewhere,,, I just do not know where.,,,

And so I climbed upon a log that stretched its limbs across the swirling stream,,,, I followed the trail of buttons. And then there were little paw tracks in the snow.
I followed the buttons.
I followed those very familiar buttons.
I followed the tracks..
My paws were so dirty and grungy from the snow and mud,,, and they were cold. But I did not care.
In a manner of minutes I was surrounded by a thicket of briars and thorns, and a deep dark hollow.
The entrance to the hollow was small.
Surely I can squeeze my body inside, I said to myself,,, and so I poked my head into the hole.
Oh my gosh, I whispered softly,,,,
I must get out of here quick!
I tried to pull my head out, but I was stuck!
I wiggled, but my feet slipped.
I wiggled until I was exhausted.
I wiggled until I was flat on my nose!
Suddenly, just like magic,,, in a fairy tale story some thing from behind me gave a big PUSH,,, and instantly , I rolled head over tail inside the hollow.
I was surrrounded by rabbits,, forest rabbbits. The rabbits were all different colors.
Some had long ears, and some had short ears and they all had long whiskers. .
The rabbits were sitting in a circle around a crackling camp fire.
The rabbits were munching on long stemmed carrots.
I looked to my left and standing beside me was Niblet, my mysterious bunny friend who always borrowed carrots from my garden.
"This is where I live " Niblet said. "This is my family."
Strands of yarn and strings of buttons draped from the withered tree branches in the hollow. I stood up to shake the dried leaves from my tail.
And then I saw it,,,, a tattered and torn blue jacket was stretched from branch to branch like an umbrella.
My mind zoomed backwards, as I remembered this was MY old blue jacket.
This was my old blue jacket that had gotten stuck on the barbed wire fence in September.
I had tugged and pulled on the jacket, but it would not come down, and so I had decided to leave the jacket hanging on the fence.
Surely,,,, it would scare the crows, I thought to myself.
Strands of golden yarn were carefully placed over every little tear.
The rabbits were patching the torn and tattered blue jacket with love.
As I sat huddled with my new friends,, Niblet brought me a bowl of hot carrot- cider. The cider warmed my cold bones. I looked up, as Nibblett snuggled beside me.
Niblets whiskers began to twitch,, and then he began to speak. "Tweedles, is your heart asking you why you followed the trail of red buttons to our den?
I nodded my head and whispered "Yes, please tell me".
And so Niblet told me that "one day, Granny rabbit had made a wish on the brightest star in the sky.
Grannys wish, was that her family of rabbits would have a new comforter for the log bed that all of the rabbits slept in.
Each day as I pased by your garden, I thought of you Tweedles.
And then I thought of wishes made on stars.
I saw your blue jacket become tattered and torn.
And so one day,, I remembered that special day when my Granny, wished upon a star.
I brought the jacket home and now all the rabbits have been sewing and mending.
We had dreams for the tattered and torn blue jacket.
All the holes are filled with yarn. We stuffed the jacket with wish flowers blossoms.
Tonight we place the blue jacket comforter on our bed.
We wanted to thank you Tweedles for this blue jacket, but we did not know how.
We wanted you to be a part of this.
We all agreed that you must see it with "your eyes."
My eyes filled with joyful tears. I blinked and then I hugged the rabbits.
Carefully one by one, all the rabbits paws took a corner of blue jacket comforter.
Like playing follow the leader, all the rabbits walked over to the log bed and gently lowered the comforter onto the bed.
It was then that Granny rabbit handed each rabbit a red button. And then Granny handed me a button and a pine needle ,threaded with golden yarn,,,,,, as Granny stitched the first red button onto the comforter,, I watched.
I was next in line." I have never done this before",, I whispered to Granny.
My paws trembled as the golden yarn dangled from my paws. Then gentle as a butterfly, Grannys giant paw took my paw, and together we stitched the red button onto the....... no longer tattered jacket,,, my heart beat with joy!
I will never forget,,, the happy rabbits faces. I will never forget this day.
As I was ready to leave, Niblet took my paw and led me to a door...
As I opened the door,, A door I did not know was there.,,,
I gasped at the beauty...
there before my eyes was the lengthening shadows as they stretched across the forest. I followed the path way home,,, thinking,,, and remembering my friends at Golden Pines, who said the words,,,"The path to a friends home is never long"
Tonight I will wish on stars.
Nitey nite my friends
love
tweedles

37 comments:

Khyra And Sometimes Her Mom said...

Once again, woo've pawed and woven a magikhal tale fur our tails to enjoy!

Hugz&Khysses,
Khyra

Pearl and Daisy said...

We love your beautiful story!

Pug love to you and Niblet,
Pearl & Daisy

Art with Liz said...

What a wonderful happy tale!

Maggie and Mitch said...

You are the best storyteller ever, Tweedles!

Love ya lots
Maggie and Mitch

Becky said...

This is a great story! Thanks for sharing your magical stories with us. They always brings a smile to our faces! You live in a wonderful place in your forest with all of your little friends!

soggibottom said...

This kept me entertained,I read every line with interest as to what or who Tweedles was going to find.

I want to know if Tweedles's book will be ready and in the shops for Christmas ?
:-) x x x

Jan Mader said...

You paint pictures with every single word you weave into your magical stories. You should start submitting your stories to a publisher...really. Don't self-publish. Your stories are much too good for that! I love them.

Diane said...

Good morning Tweedles,
Aunt Diane enjoyed your story so very much! They are definitely magical! I have to agree with Jan...time to see a publisher. I really believe you should do that. That will be the next phase of your life:>)
Sending hugs & kisses to you all!
xoxoxo Aunt Diane

Sharon Wagner said...

That's such a sweet story. Definitely sounds like good children's book (and pugs) material!

GAIL said...

You should definitely be writing children's books. Paulette could illustrate. I hope you all had a wonderful Thanksgiving! xoxo

KB said...

What a magical and mystical story. You drew me in with every word. Thank you for sharing the rabbits' secret. I shall look at my rabbits differently now.

Have you ever seen the art of Harriet Peck Taylor? I'm going to feature some of it on my blog soon... but it is magical like your stories. I kept visualizing the pictures that she would paint to go with each part of your story.

Hank said...

Wow, honey.....I bet them rabbits were you glad you ain't a scent hound!

The Lovely Lady Pug said...

We love your stories! I think you are so brave to stand near a creek! :)

♥♥♥ The OP Pack ♥♥♥ said...

Awww, Tweedles, you did it again - what a wonderful story - we hung on every word waiting to find out what the red buttons could be. Thanks for a very special tale. And we love that saying about the way to a friend's home is never long:)

Woos ~ Phantom, Thunder, and Ciara

Melissa and Emmitt said...

oh tweeee!
what a beautiful story!
our eyes are filled with happy tears as we clap our hands!
bravo sweet puggy!
this is the most amazing story!
magic, pure magic and love!
xoxoxo
m & e

~Kim at Golden Pines~ said...

My dear little friend, at the end of several days that I am tired from, I'm thankful that the path brought me to your blog last...I feel like I have been read a magical and beautiful bedtime story--I have such vivid images in my mind that I'm sure will drift into my dreams too...Nitey-nite from Golden Pines Tweedles! ;-)

Puglette said...

oh tweedles! what a magical story. i felt like i was there right next to you, with the bunnies. i read your story at just the perfect moment too, i was feeling angry about someone being selfish. and here was this story waiting to make me happy! tweedles, my little friend, you are the best story teller ever!
hugs and kisses,
puglette
:o)

Wilma said...

Oh Puglet,
I just loved your story. It reminded me of the bunnies who were born in my garden this summer. I wonder what they were sleeping on down there. I was worried about you when you were stuck in the hole. That was very suspenseful. I am so glad your bunnies led you to such a magical place. Thank youmfor your story, I love it!
P.S. I agree that your stories should be published for even more people to share your beautiful world.

bbes tribe said...

Tweedles, you are such a wonderful magical story teller. We enjoy your stories. Do you also or have you thought about writing books?
Tailwags
Ernie,Sasha,Chica

Manon Doyle said...

Hey, Tweedles....

Omg....loved your story and then I saw you on the log. How'd you do that?
Tell your mom that she buys you the best outfits and that your blog looks perfect!!!

love,
Otie
xoxoxo

Barbara said...

Oh man Twee, I missed this one. I love this story!!

We need a Tweedles book!

Chatty Crone said...

I liked your story Tweedles - a great one indeed. And I like the line that says - a path to a friends house is never long.

It's true - all you have to do is call.

And I love your new Christmas decorations.

sandie

sophie...^5 said...

Tweedles...yes..just like everyone else I sat spellbound reading each line...such a great story. Have you ever considered making a booklet/children's novelette with you musings and use Harriet Peck Taylor's artistry for the pics...of course with her OK...just a thought!

K-9 Katastrophe said...

Hi Tweedles! What an amazing tale! I am so happy you shared it with us! And what nice furends you have in the rabbits!!

Licks,
Ruthie

Scout 'n Freyja said...

The path is never long, Tweedles, never long. Our ♥s embrace in affection and wish you wonderful dreams and sweet adventures.

MAXMOM IN SA said...

Hey there Tweedles...
You have a heart of Gold...and your stories follow your heart. We love you and we love your stories, previous one!
Sending lotsaluv
TOBY AND MAXMOM IN SOUTH AFRICA

Sandy said...

Little Tweedles...I wish we lived in your room at nighttime so you could tell us your stories every night before the lights go out. Kisses...

zenmasterlauren said...

Oh dear Tweedles! You go on the most amazing adventures!!! I LOVE your hoodie jacket---it looks so cute on you! Thank you for your sweet comment on my blog :)

Winston, Kizzy and Tika of Two Cats and a Pug said...

wow that is such a cool adventures. Niblet will never forget you... I mean after he found your blue jacket that his granny made a wish abouts. How wonderful to sew one of the buttons on. Your stories are always so wonderfuls.

winston

5puggums2mamasanddadandhiscat said...

Ms. Tweedles--
How can you miss us when we are always "here"? We didn't go away.
Much luvums,
The Slimmer Puggums
George, Gracie, Toby, Lily, and Mimi

Nancy Medina said...

Tweedley, thank you for sharing another adventure, when we saw you on the giant log, we were amazed at how brave you are, but then we remembered, you may be a little pug, but you have the heart of a lion.
love,
Aunty Nancy, Howie, Java and Annie

dw said...

Tweedles, what a joyous story! And you are so right, the path to a friends house is never long!

Roxy Ann LaRue said...

Hi ya Tweedles! well I have not checked in for awhile...sorry for being such a weenie...hey i'm not a weenie i'm a cavalier...well you know what I mean. This story was so wonderful and you look so darn adorable in your pink jacket.
I've said it before and i'll say it again and again you need to be writing children's books I would line my shelfs with them as all your followers and many others would.
well I hope you have a wonderful weekend and I promise not to be a stranger.
Licks and Love,
Roxy and Mom

Roxy Ann LaRue said...

Hi ya Tweedles! well I have not checked in for awhile...sorry for being such a weenie...hey i'm not a weenie i'm a cavalier...well you know what I mean. This story was so wonderful and you look so darn adorable in your pink jacket.
I've said it before and i'll say it again and again you need to be writing children's books I would line my shelfs with them as all your followers and many others would.
well I hope you have a wonderful weekend and I promise not to be a stranger.
Licks and Love,
Roxy and Mom

Paco The Pug said...

You are so cute in that jacket - you should wear it always! Lovely poem. I love having a poet friend. You make music with your voice...

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I Am HoneyBuzz said...

My dear furend Tweedles,

I hopes you know just how very special you are. Your mommies must have done something very, very, very, very wonderful to be given a gift as glorious as you.

Your furend, HoneyBuzz