There I was, having a lovely dream about flowers and sunshine and eating lots of yummy dandelions, when a loud thump woke me from my sound sleep. I was instantly alert, every one of my senses questioning the sound. What could that noise be? I stayed where I was deep back in my cave and listened carefully. A lot of activity was going on in the Other World – all kinds of thumping and bumping sounds. Was that high-voiced one moving the boulders and trees again? No, these sounds were different. And there were voices -- voices I didn’t recognize.
Friday, March 7, 2008
Thumping and Bumping
Freckles:
There I was, having a lovely dream about flowers and sunshine and eating lots of yummy dandelions, when a loud thump woke me from my sound sleep. I was instantly alert, every one of my senses questioning the sound. What could that noise be? I stayed where I was deep back in my cave and listened carefully. A lot of activity was going on in the Other World – all kinds of thumping and bumping sounds. Was that high-voiced one moving the boulders and trees again? No, these sounds were different. And there were voices -- voices I didn’t recognize.
There I was, having a lovely dream about flowers and sunshine and eating lots of yummy dandelions, when a loud thump woke me from my sound sleep. I was instantly alert, every one of my senses questioning the sound. What could that noise be? I stayed where I was deep back in my cave and listened carefully. A lot of activity was going on in the Other World – all kinds of thumping and bumping sounds. Was that high-voiced one moving the boulders and trees again? No, these sounds were different. And there were voices -- voices I didn’t recognize.
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Yesss ... Freckles. That happens here too. Those are called "company" at our house. Lots of strange noises.
oh dear, sounds quite ominous
uh oh bisitors?
oh, oh, oh what did you do? ~The FLuffy Tribe
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