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A guest post with Tink the dog. She misses her mother.

Editor’s note: Good Morning dear friends. Today I have the honor to guest post Tinkerbell Caron.  She is small, like a cat. Her friends call her “Tink.” She is writing a deep personal story about missing her mother. A pain I also know.
Love Pooh, the editor

This is Tink.

My name is Tink. I miss my mother.

I miss my mother.

The memory is fading.  But I’ll never forget her.

My mother was blonde, and so beautiful.  I remember how her brown eyes filled with tenderness when she looked at me and my brothers and sisters.  She was warm and soft and she smelled like milk.

I was barely more than an infant when I came to live with this family.  They are very kind, and speak gently to me, but my life is not my own.   All I want to do is sleep, and dream about my mother, and forget.

I claimed a bed in one of the rooms, but it is very high, so someone has to pick me up and put me on the bed at bedtime.   I don’t like to sleep alone, so I let the Youngest One sleep on my bed.  It’s not the same as sleeping with my brothers and sisters, snuggled against my mother’s soft belly, but he is very warm.  I like to be warm.

They don’t know my real name.  They could never understand the soft, guttural growl my mother used to call me.  They call me “Tink,”a silly name.  I pretend not to understand when they say it.  

I stand my ground in small ways, like pretending I don’t know my name and refusing to come when they call me. It’s the only power I have, the power to ignore.

There are small joys in my day.  I like when the Young One plays video games, and I can sit in the little valley his legs make, stretched out in front of him.  I like to go on walks, although I am never allowed to talk to other dogs.  They tie a string around my neck so I don’t run away, I suppose.  Where would I go?

Oh, but they get upset when I poop inside.  What am I supposed to do?  They want me to go outside, where it’s dark and scary and cold, and there are animals in the bushes and trees, taunting me.  “Hey little one, come over this way, I’ll snatch you up and eat you,” they hiss from the bushes.  

The people don’t hear the creatures taunting me in the dark.  I try to tell them, “Don’t you get it? It’s dangerous out here!”  Oh the horror, to be so small and vulnerable and misunderstood!  That’s when I miss my mother the most.  She would protect me.

I’m so lonely without any of my kind. There was a big black dog but she disappeared.  It was comforting to be around her, although I know she didn’t like me much.  Sometimes when she slept I would snuggle next to her and pretend she was my mother.  If she woke up and found me there, she would growl and move away, which hurt my feelings.  It doesn’t matter, because now she is gone, and I am alone again.

Tonight at bedtime I will ask the Young One to pick me up and put me on the bed.  I will go to sleep and dream about my mother’s beautiful brown eyes, and wish she were with me.

It is dark outside.

It is dark outside.

About Pooh Hodges

I have had a hard life. Born to a single mother in a back alley in Wisconsin. I never knew my father. My sister died young. I am writing my story. Look for it.

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  • Amindele

    I am a cat. I do not have a string tied around my neck. But I am still sorry for you. Maybe you will find your mother one day, or at least a brother of sister.
    P.S. Do you catch bugs? There are lots where I live.

    • Tink Caron

      You are very nice, would you be my friend? I want to be friends with a cat, but cats don’t like me. I love to catch bugs and eat them, would you like to catch bugs with me? I eat slugs too. Love Tink

      • Amindele

        I would definitely like to catch bugs with you! You sound nice, and it is sad you can not talk to other dogs. Maybe cats are not your friends because you do not catch mice, but I do not mind. I will be your friend!

        • Tink Caron

          Thank you for being my friend! You are my favorite cat in the whole wide world! You and Mr. Pooh, of course. Love, Tink

  • kathunsworth

    Oh Tink you are adorable and so is your new family, give it time and keep in contact with Pooh the wondercat.

    • Tink Caron

      Thank you Miss Kath, I would like to be on Pooh’s staff, as long as he lets me do whatever I want. He’s very furry and nice, for a cat. love, Tink

  • Teresa Richardson

    Hi Tink,
    I am a very furry Shih Tzu and I have lots of cuddle toys, chew bones and small tennis balls that I would enjoy sharing with you. My mom takes me for walks, but much of my playtime is inside. Sometimes a small gecko or lizard will sneak inside my home and I like to search for them. I like playing keepaway with my mom using my small tennis balls. I also have a big window seat with my bed on it; I enjoy sitting or lying there and watching for all my dog friends to walk by.


    • Tink Caron

      Hi Piper, you sound like a fun friend! I like to chase geckos too, and I eat slugs. They’re easy to catch. love, Tink

  • Janelle

    Very sweet and sad, Tink. It’s hard to be the only one of your kind, sometimes. I am the only girl in my house, so I know a bit of what you mean.

    • Tink Caron

      I’m sorry you’re the only girl in your house, that is very sad. I mostly just feel sad when I think about my mom. Have you seen my mom? Love, Tink

  • La McCoy

    Wow. Great interview Pooh.
    Tink you can come over and play with me.
    There is interesting stuff in my bushes!
    None of it hurts. It just smells nice.

    • Tink Caron

      Thank you Ms La, thank you Edelweiss! Could we just play in the yard, where it is safe, and can you stay with us?

    • La McCoy

      Hi Tink,
      My mom only lets me play in the yard.
      So yes we play in the yard,
      Do you like the tiny lizards.
      We have bunches. They are fun to chase.
      Yes i’ll ask my dad if i can come over.
      Do you have a big yard. I love to run.
      I have a little safe yard. But i can see the neighbors and bark at them.

  • Marie Caron

    I like this post, it think Tink would say this if she could. Poor misunderstood puppy but at least she has her cuddle time with the youngest one 🙂

    • Tink Caron

      I love you Marie. You are my substitute mom. It’s just that you are very tall and not furry at all.

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