The Story of KissMoose
Once upon a time there was a little dog
without a name. He had no name because there was no hoomin around to
love him and to give him a name. He wandered through woods and alleys
looking for little scraps to eat. He never knew what t*r*e*a*t meant.
Once in a great while he would find berries and gently nibble them off
the vine for a special taste. Winter was coming and it was very cold. He
heard howling in the distance.
"Could it be?" he woofed quietly. "Does
some doggie want to play and sing and dance with me?" asked the little
dog.
The little dog followed the sound into
the woods but what he found was a strange group of animals that were not
quite dogs and they growled and snarled and ganged up on him. They tried
to bite him. The little dog was so astonished that he burst away with
all his strength and ran away as fast as his four paws could carry him.
Night was falling and the poor little pup was so cold. He looked for a
place to rest his weary head, but was too weak to go any further and
fell to the ground exhausted.
He lay there shivering and trying to go
to sleep but he kept hearing noises in the dark. He wanted to see what
it was but felt his eyes closing. And just before he fell asleep, he saw
a beautiful Moose lean over him and kiss him gently on the nose and
cover him with leaves.
When morning came, the little dog found
himself on the doorstep of an old farmhouse. He could smell the Moose
around the porch steps so he knew the Moose had brought him there. In
just a moment, the door of the farmhouse opened and two hoomins came out
and saw the little dog. They exclaimed in hoomin words the little dog
couldn't understand but they hugged him and kissed him and brought him
into the house. The house was warm and smelled of wonderful foods. The
ladyhoomin put a bowl down full of good things to eat. That night, the
little dog slept in a warm bed with toys and a full tummy. And the
Kissmoose whispered quietly to the little dog from far away, "you're
home now".
Every year, the Kissmoose visits all the
doggies everywhere and makes sure they have good things and when he
finds a doggie in a cage, he whispers to a hoomin, "Go save the little
dog from the cage". And he always gives each dog a gentle kiss on the
nose.
The Beginning
Please, this year, remember all the lost
doggies and donate to your local shelter or breed rescue.
copyright Melanie Horne 1996
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