Tuesday, July 16, 2013

Fudge's Furry Tales - Sitter-ella

Hi Everybody,
Mom is busy taking care of the sick girls today so she said I could tell you a story. She talked to Dr B yesterday and they think the girls are sick with stress related colitis from the boomers.  Mom is giving them some medicine and special food and taking them outside a lot and making sure they get plenty of rest. So now go find a comfy seat and relax and I'll tell you the story of Sitter-ella.
Once upon a time in a faraway place there was a pretty girl named Sitter-ella. I'm not sure why they called her that but maybe she sat around a lot. Peeps are weird about names.  Sometimes my Mom calls me Doofus and nobody knows why.
Sitter-ella lived with her mean Mom and her two mean sisters in a very dusty house. I don't remember any dogs in the story, but our Dad says that we make our house dusty and he and Mom have to clean all the time. We think he's wrong about that. It's probably the birds that make all the dust.
Anyway, the mean Mom and mean sisters didn't like to work very hard and Mom says dusting is hard work. How hard can it be really? I just wag my tail and the dust moves around. Peeps! The mean ladies made Sitter-ella do all the dusting and sweeping and other housework while they dressed up and went to parties.
One day the prince sent out an email saying there was going to be a big party at his house. The mean Mom and the mean sisters got all excited and ordered new party dresses online. Sitter-ella wanted to go to the party too, but they said no she had to stay home and clean some more and besides she didn't have any pretty dresses.
Finally the day of the party came and the mean Mom and two mean sisters got all dressed up and went off to the party at the Prince's house. Poor Sitter-ella was very sad and started to cry but then guess what happened! A special fairy dogmother flew in the window. She told Sitter-ella not to cry, that she'd help her go to the party.

The special fairy dogmother gave her a pretty dress to wear and fixed her hair and told her to wash the dust off her face. Then she turned a punkman into a car and they drove off to the party.
At the party everyone was dancing. We know about dancing, we've seen it on TV. Peeps act like dogs and jump and spin and stomp around. We've even seen real peeps do it. Mom and Dad dance sometimes, but the best times are when Mom dances with us. Sometimes she sings and we join in and then she jumps and spins and stomps around and we do too. It's lots of fun.

Anyway the prince danced with all the ladies because it was his party and that's what princes do. He really liked Sitter-ella and danced with her again and again.

But just at the end of the night Sitter-ella had to hurry home. She wanted to be there before her mean Mom and two mean sisters got home. As she was running down the steps of the prince's house she dropped her drink but she kept on going.

When the mean Mom and two mean sisters got home they were all excited about the party and they were sure the prince liked them. But he didn't. He wanted to find Sitter-ella but he'd forgotten to ask her name and address. That's why we always wear out ID tags on our collars.

The next day the prince went to every house in town and asked every lady to hold a slippery glass that he had with him. He said it belonged to his favorite lady.  The mean Mom reached for the slippery glass but she couldn't hold on to it and it fell on the floor.
Then the two mean sisters reached for the slippery glass but they couldn't hold it either. The prince handed the slippery glass to Sitter-ella and she held it and sipped from it. Yeah, he found her and they left the dusty house and went to live in the prince's house  and Sitter-ella didn't have to clean it either. They lived happily ever after.

I think the dust on her hands helped her hold onto the slippery glass, don't you?

I hope you liked the story. I think that's pretty much how it went when Mom told it.
Your pal,
Fudge


16 comments:

Jo's World said...

Hey Fudge, how did you know that was one of my most favorite stories?

Just gets better and better every time I hear it. Fudge, you just cannot beat a happy ending!

Cheers,
Stella

rottrover said...

Mom danced with me this morning. We were listening to Sam Cooke radio on Pandora. She's so strange!!

Otto

scotsmad said...

Great story...good moral. "Dust is good'.

XXXOOO Daisy, Bella & Roxy

If sitter-ella had a dog, the meanies would have thought first before being so mean to her.

Susie and Sidebite said...

Oh Fudge that was pawsome, yep we think you nailed that story, cause that's what we remember, but you such a good job telling it and through in your own thoughts!

The Mad scots

gMarie said...

Well Fudge I can tell you why your mom sometimes calls you "Dufus" for the same reason I sometimes call Beau "Bonehead". Nice story. And yes - getting rid of dog dust is hard work. g

Two French Bulldogs said...

Could the drawings get any better!
Benny & Lily

Mitch and Molly said...

You tell the best stories, Fudge! We will never have problems here because our mom will only dust if she knows company is coming and that's not often!

Love ya lots♥
Mitch and Molly

Casey said...

What a grreat story! I love happy endings. But you're right, things would've worked out so much quicker if Sitter-ella had just worn her ID tags.

Tammy said...

Oh I hate to hear the girls are feeling ill. Hard on them and hard on their humans. Maybe a little slippery elm and pumpkin mixed with their food will help. Have they stopped shooting fireworks YET??

Tammy

SissySees said...

Oh Fudge. I hope your mom will help you publish your stories. They really make me happy.

Are you telling the sick girls stories? When I was very sick as a girl, stories helped me escape from feeling awful...

Ruby said...

Yups, dust is good..that's what Ma MUST think, cause there's tons of it around here....BOL
Kisses,
Ruby ♥

Nichole Burke said...

Ugh... poor girls (and Mom)! I think Lola is getting it again as well - stress related.

Marjie said...

Wow, Fudge, you do tell a great story. I hope you told that story to the girls, because everyone likes a good story to help them relax. I hope all your sisters are feeling better soon. Then you can all re=enact Sitter-ella, and hold a fancy party and dance!

soulbrush said...

Oh wow Fudge, you have to send this to a kiddies book publisher- it is wonderful> tell your mom I say so- and to write more, many more of them- As a teacher I can tell you the kids (and adults) would love this.

parlance said...

Fudge, I enjoyed your story and I hope the girls are soon feeling much better.

Life with Wrigs said...

Dust always triumphs in the end! Hope the pups are feeling better.

Susan and Wrigs