The Puppy and the Seal by Patricia FurstenbergThe puppy, the seal and the sea – Part 3

Suddenly the darkness began to reveal shadows, the sea began to sparkle, the moon came out, shining its shallow light over the boulders rising just steps ahead. Before he realised, the puppy found himself surrounded by live boulders, bobbing boulders, fishy smelling, pungent boulders, nodding their heads up and down, sniffing at the tailed creature that had suddenly burst into their minds, their long whiskers poking the puppy.

The puppy, the seal and the sea by Patricia Furstenberg
Who are you?

He felt like a pebble among the big creatures and he felt his courage crumbling to dust. With his tail firmly tucked between his legs he made himself small and, not knowing what else to do, the puppy began to whimper softly.

"Aaooo..."

While the huge boulders seemed to close over him, blocking the angry human shouts that were not daring to come near.

The puppy, the seal and the sea by Patricia Furstenberg
A Strange Friend for a Puppy

"Aaooo..."

"Arf! Arf!"

A familiar voice?

"Arf! Arf!"

A wet snout was nudging him.

"You're here!"

"Arf! Arf!"

"Really?!” The puppy couldn’t believe his luck. “Your family? This is your family?!"

"Arf!"

The puppy looked around again.

The Puppy by Patricia Furstenberg
Adopted by Seals!

In the moonlight, gentle eyes were watching him and big mouths with long, soft whiskers smiled at him.

"Arf! Arf," they said softly.

"Pleased to meet you," said the puppy and the tip of his tail began to swish a little.

"Arf! Arf," said his friend again.

"Food?! I would love some, please," said the puppy, his eyes searching hungrily around, his nose sniffing, trying to catch some familiar scent behind the fish pong. Yes, something else was in the air; a heavenly scent grabbed the puppy's attention. Something familiar, yet the puppy was sure not something he had sniffed recently. Comforting, yet he couldn't quite place it.

What was it?

"Arf," said his friend one more time, just as two seals parted.

The puppy's friend slid to the ground and was soon feeding on milk.

The puppy barked once then surrendered to the heavenly meal. Different tasting than the one he remembers from his mother but sweet, fat and nourishing, the stuff any puppy’s dreams are made of. Warm milk was filling up his tummy and a loving motherly body was warming up his cold paws.

Sweet dreams are made of these.

Catch up on the first two instalments here:

Part 1

Part 2

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The Puppy, the Seal and the Sea by Patricia Furstenberg – Part 3
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