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Wednesday, September 7, 2011

The Puppy Who Grew Wings



Original concept by Alex Blair
There once was an adorable little puppy—as cute as a fuzzy brown ball of fur could be—with floppy ears, a whippy tail, big brown eyes, and oversized paws.  His name was Puppikins.
Puppikins had one dream—to fly and soar in the clouds.  He would try to fly by jumping off the ottomans and chairs in his master’s house, but he always fell on his floppy ears.  He wished and wished for wings.
One day, he noticed little feathers growing out of his back.  Gradually, his little wings grew and Puppikins tried to fly harder than ever.  Eventually, he could glide a few feet across the room, and soon he learned to use the right muscles to flap his wings.  Now, he could rise up right off the floor.  Everyday his wings grew stronger and he could fly higher.  Puppikins looked forward to the day he would soar up in the clouds.
The time came that he could fly longer and higher than ever before, and he decided that that was the day he would try to reach the clouds.  So, Puppikins gathered his strength and took off.  His joy grew as he flew higher and higher, until—WHAM! —he hit the ceiling fan and was flung back to the floor.  Not to be deterred by set backs when he was so close, Puppikins got back up and tried again, only to be flung back again.  On his third try, he dodged the fan!  Now, he was flying higher than ever.  Soon he would be soaring in the clouds.  Higher and higher—WHACK!  He hit the ceiling and fell to the floor a sadder and wiser dog.  For he remembered—he was an inside dog.
The moral of the story is that if you try hard enough and dream big enough, you can overcome seemingly impossible obstacles only to discover your achievements are useless.  The end.

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