A blindingly brilliant light startled her from sleep.  She jumped up, and
ran behind a branch, cowering down low, so as not to be seen.  She had no
idea what was happening, but she was pretty sure she didn't like it.  Her
little pink nose was twitching rapidly looking for some trace of a scent.
As she peeked underneath the evergreen bough, she saw a pair of shiny black
boots.  She almost went running to chew on the tasty looking footwear, but
she held back.  Then she saw a pair of fuzzy red pants made of her favorite
snuggle material.  She knew they were red, since that is a color ferts can
see, and she wanted so much to run up those pants.  She continued to hide,
like her mother had taught her.
 
Soon she heard a jolly voice calling her name.  She stuck her nose out to
get a better sniff of this stranger, who knew her by name.  Again the
stranger in red called her name and made the ferret noise of friendship.
Her curiosity was getting the better of her, and she crept forward until
her head was far enough out to get a good look.
 
The stranger looked like a kindly sort.  She decided to take a chance and
see what was in the sack he carried at his side.  She loved sacks and this
one looked like it held many exciting surprises."  I heard your wish little
one, he told her.  Tonight many wishes will be granted, as will yours wee
one."  She felt safe with this friendly gnome.  He put out his hand, and
she ran up his arm to his shoulder.  As she slithered through his beard
and into his coat she could feel him chuckling.
 
The next thing she knew she was in her house.  She could tell by the smells
drifting in to her nose that her person and her fur buddies were close by.
Her heart leapt with joy, home.  The stranger reached in, pulled her gently
from his coat and held her up to his face.  As he looked into her eyes, she
licked his nose in thanks.  He placed her into a stocking hanging by the
hallway entrance.  He turned to leave, but turned back and spoke to her."
Home is where the love is, Fuzz Tail, he explained.  Stay safe and love
your person.  She was you very much and hasn't slept hardly at all since
you left."
 
Fuzz Tail dooked that she did love her person and wouldn't worry her
anymore.  She crawled to the bottom of the stocking for the treats she had
smelled there.  When she looked out again to say thank you, the stranger
in red had magically disappeared.  She heard her person talking to her fur
buddies about how it just wouldn't be the same without Fuzz Tail today.
They were dooking in excitement, as they had smelled her and knew she was
in the house somewhere.  As they danced down the hall, her person laughed
at such silliness.  "You lot make me laugh, no matter how sad I feel,", she
told them.  Fuzz tail couldn't hold in the excitement anymore, and let out
a happy dook.  "Now you all are sounding like my missing baby girl.", her
person sighed sadly.  "Stocking time !", she called to the wildly dancing
crew of fur buddies.  Fuzz Tail dooked again as she stuck her head out of
the stocking.
 
"Fuzz Tail !  ', her person cried excitedly.
 
Fuzz Tail was quivering with joy at seeing her persons' loving face again.
Her person picked her up out of the stocking, hugged and kissed her furry
head, hugged her again, and showed her to her fur friends.  They all dooked
and danced and stood up to welcome Fuzz Tail.  Her person put her down,
fixed them all a bowl of warm gravy while her buddies sniffed and kissed
her, and as she watched them all eat, said to herself, magic really does
happen on this day.  Fuzz Tail looked up, licked her whiskers and thought,
love is the true magic.
 
Sandy and the Fuzzy Inspirations
[Posted in FML issue 3277]