Tuesday, February 5, 2013

Slow Roasted Lamb

Itty Bitty opened her eyes to a new world where chaos and tension overwhelm even the largest of creatures so being a fraction of the size of everything around her made this new world nearly unbearable for her tired, cold, and wet body. Without being able to think amidst such commotion and confusion, she just stood up and balanced as best she could and crawled into a dark, quiet, calm place more like the one she was used to. She felt cold, but couldn't bear going back to the chaos. She thought about going back to find her mother, but the cold had seeped into her bones and wasn't going away. So, she curled up as tight as she could. After what felt like hours upon hours of the most bitter cold she saw two big brown eyes, a warm nose, and a black and white furry tail wagging back and forth in excitement at finding her in her hiding place...discovered at last! And by a much too excited border collie. But, before she could react she was snatched up into a warm, soft cavern, carried by a strange, fur-less creature. She was plopped down back into the bright, new world except she had found her mother next to her this time and two friendly faces she recognized from that dark world who looked just as scared as she felt. Before she knew it, she felt a little less wet, but just couldn't seem to feel warmth yet. The furless creatures were blowing hot air on her, but the cold had seeped in so deep that the hot air blower felt nice but moving muscles and bones was far too hard still. She was moved to a much warmer place with much softer brightness. The creatures put her into the perfect sized box inside the warmest place she could imagine. And she immediately felt a liveliness like never before, so she hopped up onto her feet and shook from nose to tail every little part of her body that had once been immovable and now tingled with warmth. Little Oven, as she soon became named, got a full belly that night and could barely move after such a big meal. Although gracious to the furless creatures for saving her life, she missed those friendly faces from earlier and went back to join her friends that looked more like her. Sometimes it's just nicer to be around others who are familiar to you.


1 comment:

Liz C said...

I love this beautiful story Whitney!