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‘Idál (Justice), 3 Jamál (Beauty), 165 B.E. - Wednesday, April 30, 2008 about 6:44 PM PDT I had an interesting encounter yesterday when I took the trash to the curb. A dog, puppy actually, was running free in the neighborhood. He was a friendly thing with a collar and tag. His people were looking for him and when his owner road past the corner on a bike I got his attention. The dog got back to his people alright and everyone was happy and unhurt. We don't get a lot of dogs running free in this neighborhood. Those that do get out by accident are friendly and, in most cases well trained. The puppy wasn't trained yet, but I suspect he soon will be. Anyway it got me to thinking about an idea for a children's fantasy story. What would happen in a neighborhood if a friendly baby dragon got loose? How would the neighbors react to the dragon? Is there something that a story like this could teach children? Who would have a dragon as a pet? Would a dragon consent to being the pet of a human or would it think of the human as its pet? This scenario brings up a lot of questions. All right, I'm a Foster Grandmother now. This new job is effecting my muse. I'm now thinking of writing more children's stories. I think children's stories should have a lesson in them. When I was growing up most of the children's stories had lessons. |