Once upon a time, LadyKate was at the lake with her two puppies.
And Mookhow was there too. And he stole my hat. But he looked better in it than I did. But that's not relevant to the story.
When all of a sudden....I found some moss that looked like Raltar's beard. In fact, I felt compelled to name it Raltar's beard...and take pictures of it. And put it on my face. So I could feel like Raltar. With a beard.
Unfortunately, Raltar's beard turned out to be very tasty, and the puppies began to fight over it.
The magical properties of Raltar's tasty beard began to take effect as Bella began to drool and drop pieces of tasty beard out of her mouth.
Butch found Raltar's tasty beard to be, very, very, very....tasty too.
Mookhow looked on with disapproval. The ungrateful and selfish puppies had not bothered to offer him any of Raltar's tasty beard.
He glowered in his disapproval of their immature and greedy lack of self-control.
Butch could feel Mookhow's unhappiness with him and began to feel ashamed.
Bella had a moment of clarity, with the last mouthful of Raltar's tasty beard, and began to wonder where she went wrong.
Helpless to do anything to rectify the situation, LadyKate posed for a cute photo with a puppy, to detract from the sad turn the story was taking.
Ever wise, patient, kind, and forgiving, Mookhow accepted the puppy's apologies for not offering him some of Raltar's tasty beard. But he was not happy about it. At all.
So LadyKate told him that tomorrow they would go back to the lake, and search for some more of Raltar's tasty beard. And Mookhow was once again happy.
THE END
