I Dream

I dream of a place where the sun is always shining.

There is grass a plenty

along with pleasant company.

Pasture, flowers and trees as much as we want.

There is no mud, no sick, no bugs.

No grumpy personalities to clash horns.

All day long goats frolic and play together.

Stumps and jungle gyms and rock piles

abound for us to climb.

Boys don't get stinky and we ladies are never hot.

Horns are free because there are no fences.

Always a bed of fresh straw outside under the stars.

On golden harps I will strum with my musical horns.

On Earth no such place may exist,

But when we return home

It is a place where the sun is always shining.

No, I'm not dead or dying, but Misty chose to return home. After taking a bottle for a while and starting to recover, she decided to give up on this life. No matter what, she was not going to eat or drink other than water.

That silly human seems to think she should be able to give us a perfect existence. Sometimes I have to remind her that this world is not perfect, and she can't make it so no matter how hard she tries. When someone decides to give up, you cannot force them to live. Silly human. I thought the poem would be nicer than butting her in the booty to knock some sense into her.

Misty's Story

Misty is telling quite the tale tonight. I don't really pay attention to her because she is Scarlet's triplet. She's the one that had an entropion eyelid and is just a bit puny. Well, she disappeared for a while this afternoon while it was so unbearably hot. Like I say, I didn't notice because I was hot underneath the oak tree with my own kids.

Anyhow, Misty showed up again at supper time and started talking about that big white barn on the other side of the fence. The one with all the windows where the human goes all the time. She said she went inside it, and it was so cool and easy to breathe in there. It wasn't like breathing in a hot water bath.

Oh, the other kids were just listening to her tales of a big fat black and white cat. She said it was almost laying on top of her and she sniffed noses with it. She said the big black barky dog was in there. There was still a fence between them, but it was a weird little fence.

She said she was very brave being in there all by herself. She called out to see if her mom or brother or sister could hear her, but nobody answered her--just the human. It was the human who had taken her and just kept her there and then brought her home. Silly if you ask me. Who actually believes stories of humans abducting kids?

Those kids and their tales.

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