A fairy tale for my daughters when our Bryn passed

[remifaere]

Bryndear and the Evermore

Favorite family’s house was dark and quiet. Dearling was dancedreaming in her bed. As the Littlest Fairy passed through their room, Mother smiled and Father snorked. “So why am I worrysearching?” wondered the Littlest Fairy.
She flew down the hall to see Dogdear. Snowdipped head on paws, he slept hard. “Wake up old friend.” Dogdear ached up happy to see his fairy special friend. Painwalking slowly, tail penduluming, he love-washed her fairyface. Hugging him tightly, she heard the chanting of his heart, “Tired, so tired, tired so tired.” “Oh, Dogdear, has it been so many years? I think it is time now.” Then the Littlest Fairy put her head against his and together they memorytraveled.

Blink

Dogdear sees a frightened black ball of fur being held by a lady. Her heart beats with his. “No fear, just love, no fear, just love”. The memorypup looks up into her eyes and he’s home.

Blink

A gang of three wilders growls and threatens Mother. Three-month old Dogdear puffs up and steps in front, staring mightily. The wilders run away.

Blink

Mother and Father bring home a little Mother. She is Dearling. Dearling loves to throw the ball. Dogdear brings it back. Dogdear brings it back. And Dogdear brings it back.

Blink

Chasing Catbrother down the hall. Catbrother chases Dogdear. Over and over again until they laughfall. Fun.

Blink

Tiny Dogpup comes home. Come sleep within my paws. You’re little. You’ll learn.


Blink

Hugs of War
Blink

Distancewalks.

Blink

Love.

Blink

And love and more love

“It’s time.”

“How can I leave them?”

“It’s time.”

“I can’t go. I keep them safe.”

“See little Dogpup. He is not little any more. You are not young anymore. It’s time.”
The littlest Fairy climbed on Dogdear’s back, springling stardust, she wishpered in his ear, “Free.” Leaving the old snowtipped shell, the reality of Dogdear went to Everhome.
In the morning, Favorite Family found Dogdear’s foreversleeping self. Father placed him near the red tree where he used to bonechew. Dearling cried all day. They all weptslept that night. Littlest Fairy sent them a peacedream. She let Favorite Family see Dogdear chasing after the shooting stars that Fairy threw for him. They see the tailwagging smile on Dogdear’s face. To Dearling was given a special secret.
Sometimes, when dearling is filled with aloneness, she goes outside to sit by the red tree. She lifts her face up towards DogStar and closes her eyes. With heartvision, it is easy to catch a glimpse of a frolicking Dogdear. He runs to the edge of the pink rimmed cloud and looks down at Dearling. “I will wait for you in the Everhome, always here for you.” And Dearling is comforted.

[zyppi]

That's beautiful. You need to have that illustrated and published as a children's book.

[remifaere]

What a very lnice thing to say. Thank you. It helped me to write it. I think it helped the girls because they (almost) believe it.

[Chy]

remifaere - I think you have a hidden talent that has yet to be tapped. Set it free and work on it, - that was one beautiful posting and thank you for doing so.
Have a great day.

~Russ

[Barb E]

What Russ said.
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[Jacqui]

Remifaere, thankyou for sharing, it's beautiful and I think it will help many who read who have just lost a 'Dogdear', as well as your daughter - I'm going to sticky this post [img]/ubbthreads/images/graemlins/01_smile.gif[/img]

[forbes]

It is beautiful and it would make a wonderful children's book

[SuzyE]

take these folks advice and write a children's book!

[remifaere]

Thank you all but I wouldn't know where or how to start. It makes me happy knowing that Bryndear and The Littlest Fairy may help some other children.

[zyppi]

Look and see the publishers in your daughters' other books. See if there is a website with info or call and ask. Never hurts to try. Maybe someone else here knows more. With illustrations, I think it could help lots of parents explaining about their pets.