I’m not sure of how serious a venture this is, but I do enjoy writing small stories about my duck, Sassafras.
She is a willing participant and has been very popular on Facebook! I hope you find these occasional small stories enjoyable as well.
Home Is Where The Love IS
by Kristy Gherlone
“Mama, I have a question. Does everyone live in a house like ours?” Sassafras asked one spring morning.
“Goodness, no,” her mama answered. “There are many different types of houses. Let’s take a walk around and see what we find.”
“I think I found a house!” Sassafras called out excitedly. “At least it looks something like a house, but it’s very small.”
“Right you are!” Sassafras’s mother said. “That is the chickadees house.”
“I found another, but this one is blue!”
“Very good! That is where the thrushes live.”
“What about this, Sassafras? Do you think this could be a house?” Her mama asked.
“Hmm,” Sassafras pondered, looking at the big pile of sticks. I didn’t look like any house she had ever seen. “I’m not sure.”
“It is.” Her mama said. “This house belongs to a raccoon. Some creatures use leaves, sticks, and mud to make their homes.”
Sassafras wrinkled her nose. “That doesn’t sound very comfortable.”
“Well, I’m sure they think so,” her mama laughed.
“I know this is a house!” Sassafras exclaimed proudly. “I’ve seen Mrs. Robin sleeping here.”
“Great job, Sassy! You are right! You have found the Robin’s house.”
“When her eggs hatch, maybe Mrs. Robin will let me babysit,” Sassafras giggled.
“There is a hole in the ground. Could something live here?” Sassafras asked.
“Watch for a moment and see if anything comes out,” her mama said.
Sassafras stood over the hole and waited. “Ants!” She cried. “I think this is an ants house!”
“Very good, Sassafras!”
“I found our house again!” Sassafras cried. “I like it the best.”
“Just remember, Sassafras…It doesn’t matter where you live as long as you are loved.”