In search of the Barnyard…

I’ve been searching for the babes for days, it seems. While out searching in the woods last night, you’ll never guess who I found? The tiny mouse was cold, wet, and quite frightened when I got to her, poor darling. As there is no barn to take her back to, at least until it can be rebuilt, she’s sleeping soundly within one of my bags, here in my room.

I’ve been in a bit of panic over the last several days of searching for my lost ones, so finding our sweet Tilly fills me with hope for finding the others soon. While I realize that Brutus is a full grown dragon and can handle himself, Dinky will be terrified… and you know how Boomer get’s when his sister is scared, so he’ll probably be just as scared. I’ve plans to seek out Lilly’s family to see if she went back home, once she couldn’t find the barn. I haven’t heard anything from Pinion Valley, so I don’t even know if Squagon is still there or not!

Now you probably understand why I had to send my mini-me off in search of Eustace… I’m spread pretty thin, here!

I’m going to wrap this up, so I can head to the Lobby, in hopes of finding any clues about Bailey and Gabriel’s whereabouts… maybe we’ll get lucky and find them hiding in there somewhere. You know puppies like to hide in odd places, like behind furniture or underneath blankets, beds, or clothes left on the floor.

I won’t rest, you know… not until I have recovered those lost to me, down to the very last one, and not before!

5 thoughts on “In search of the Barnyard…

    1. It was God’s way of tipping me out of my comfort chair, I think. He leaves no mistaking the direction He wants me to go, though sometimes the chair has to be shaken a few times before I let go and topple onto the pathway before me. I’m learning that it’s far less painful to step into the unknown with shoes made of faith than to watch God’s blessings pass me by due to my fears, or just plain stubbornness… hugs

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