Fractured Friday Hairy Tails

My friendsMurphy's Law - Stanley Rules
 hosted and  invited  us all to play  with them by writing a  story called Fractured Friday Hairy Tails.

 This is my little story, so if you sits for a minute--
 I will tell you all abut it!
It was a beautiful morning.
I love beautiful mornings when the Mother Earth showers little dew drops on all the flowers and they sparkle like diamonds!
 The sky was filled with promises.,
 like sunshine,
 and shade
and beautious clouds.
 The smell of the sweet grass lured me to few steps onto the dewy grass.
Oh my gosh,,,, there before my eyes was a little red box
sitting all by itself and so magical!
There was a little note that said "believe"!
What's a Tweedles to do, but take a big sniff!

And then when I opened the box,
 I was startled to find the hugest blue butterfly come floating out  of the box
and landed right  on my nose!
' Blue 'my friend-- the blue butterfly!!!
 My heart was filled with so much happiness !

And then a million butterflys of every color
 flitted out of the box,,,
 and floated to the skys in every direction.
To the east and west and north and south
they flitted  giggling along their way!!
The butterflys will make their journeys and bring hope and smiles to many faces!
I believe!
Nitey nite
love
 tweedles.

Thank you Stanley and Murphy for allowing us to play along!

ps  the butterfly photos were borrowed from the computer-- they are not my photos.

We Are Blogville

My name is Tweedles.

I am 8 years old,

and I am trying to  join my good friends

Murphy & Stanley

for a 

"We are Blogville Blog Hop."

I don't know if I can hop

but I will give it a try.

Murphy and Stanley would like to know

how big blogville is. 

Blogville is very big, because me and my blogville friends

 all sit

shoulder to shoulder around the world.

It's a circle of love. 

9 months ago I had 2 big surgerys,, and blogville's love made me all better.

And this is  the old farm home that sits in the middle of the forest in Oregon.
Cougars and bears and deer live in the forest.
 But, 4  cats live in this house with me.
The cats are kind of old. All the cats have tails,
Except one cat lost his tail somewhere.
  His name is Burt. He climbs on the roof at night and yeowls in the bedroom windows.
Nitey Nite
love
Tweedles

The Blue Sky Moon

Somebody is hoot   hoooooooting!
  I know who's hoot it is,,
 but why do I hear him now,,
 right now,,,
right  in the middle of a blue sky day?

Owlburt,, is that you up in that tree?
 Why are you hoot- hooting?
Owlburt shuffled his fluffy feathers and big feet
  over to the end of the moss covered  billowy branch
 that he was sitting on,
 and then I saw his huge eyes look down at me.
First one eye,,, and then the other eye!!

'I am talking to the moon Tweedles,,
 Look at how bright and beautiful it is
as it glows in the blue sky!
Look up
 and see how wonderous it is!

But Owlburt, I mummured,,,
The moon watches us sleep when we are all tucked into bed,,
 and if its awake now,,,,
in the blue sky
WELL,,,,
 it will be too tired to watch us all sleep tonight!
How can it be?
 How can the moon be in the blue sky
right this very minute?

Maybe you should not be hooting
so the moon can sleep
i  muttered

Owlburt suddenly hopped down to the ground where I was sitting,,
and with his words of wisdom told me how ' the moon and stars are always in the sky.
Sometimes we cannot see them,, but they are always there.
And we are always safe whether it is a blue sky
or
gray sky
 or bed time sky,,,
The moon is  always there and  watches us sleep.'
Nitey nite my friends
nitey nite Owlburt,,
and then there was a long  soft hoooot!
love
tweedles