A Wish

Midge poked her head out of the doggie door and looked around the back yard. The yard was covered in a white blanket of snow.

“Oh,” thought Midge. “I guess it snowed all night.”

She ran out to the back of the yard to take care of business and hurried back inside to the warmth of the house. In the living room she leaped into the chair near Snappy's tank.

“Hi Snappy,” said Midge.

“Hi Midge,” greeted Snappy. “What are you doing?”

“Everything is white outside Snappy,” said Midge. “I think it snowed all night long.”

“Winter isn't over yet,” said Snappy. “Don't you like the snow?'

“I like Snow,” said Midge. “But I do like the warm weather better. It was nice for Christmas and the New Year with no snow. Now I guess old man winter is back.”

“Winter is a man?” asked Snappy.

“Not really,” said Midge. “I think it is a season. I head our owner call it old man winter when she was talking to someone on the phone.”

“What do they call summer?” asked Snappy. “Old lady summer?”

“I don't think they call summer anything but hot,” laughed Midge.

“Hi Midge,” called Jake as he entered the room. “Did you see all the snow?”

“Yes,” said Midge. “It is really cold out there too.”

“Do you want to go play in the snow?” asked Jake.

“Can we ride the trash can lids on the hill again?” smiled Midge.

“You want to try that crazy thing again?” asked Jake.

“Sure,” replied Midge. “What else can we do in all this snow?”

“We could make snow angels,” said Jake.

“Our snow angels don't look much like angels,” said Midge. “the humans made better angels. I want to build a snowman.”

“Same problem as making snow angels,” said Jake. We only have feet and no hands to roll the snowballs with and stack them.”

“You know what I wish for Jake?” asked Midge.

“What's that?” asked Jake.

“I wish I could fall asleep and wake up with two feet and two hands,” said Midge.

“Then you would be a human,” said Jake.

“Wouldn't that be really cool,” smiled Midge. “I just want to be a human for a day.”

“I think you need a fair God-mother for that to happen.” laughed Jake.

“Do you know where we can find one?” asked Midge.

“Only in your dreams, Midge,” said Jake. “And in the stories.”

“God-mothers aren't real?” asked Midge.

“God-mothers are real real, said Jake. “ But not the fairy ones.”

“I guess we have to stay dogs,” sighed Midge.

“It's okay Midge,” said Jake. “We have fun being dogs, don't you think?”

“I guess we do,” smiled Midge. “Now lets go slide down the hill on the trashcan lid.”

“Okay,” agreed Jake as they crawled outside into the snow and ran to Booker-T's house.

“Come on Booker-T,” shouted Midge.

“Where are we going?” asked Booker-T.

“Sledding,” said Midge.

“On the trashcan lid,” added Jake.

“I guess you call that lidding,” laughed Booker-T. “We have an old trashcan in the back yard so we can use the lid from it. Lets go.”

Jake grabbed the lid and they all started walking to the hills near the school.

“This is going to be fun,” smiled Booker-T as they started to climb the hill.

“You go first Booker-T,” said Midge.

“Going sledding, going sledding,” sang Booker-T.

“You are worse than Midge,” laughed Jake.

Booker-T just smiled and climbed onto the middle of the lid. “Push!”

Jake and Midge pushed against the lid and it started down the hill. Round and round it went as it sailed down the hill.

“Booker-T!” screamed Jake. “Look out! You are going to hit the tree.”

Just before the lid hit the tree, Booker-T umped off the lid and landed on his back in the snow. Jake and Midge ran down the hill to where he landed. He sat up and was laughing. “ That was fun! Now it is your turn.”

Just as Jake went to grab the lid and pull it back up the hill, some boys came by and took the lid.

“Oh, Jake,” said Midge. “they took our lid.”

“I guess we can't ride it now,” said jake.

“That wasn't very nice of them,” said Booker-T.

“They didn't know we were playing with it and we had no way to tell them it was ours,” said Jake. “Lets go home and come back another time. Maybe later, they will leave the lid laying here and we can get it again.”

“Okay, Jake,” said Midge.

The three slowly shuffled along in the snow and went to Jake's house. Along the way they stopped to watch some kids making a snowman. “They are making a different looking snowman,” said Midge,

“That's not a snowman,” said Jake. “They are making a snow dog.”

“Wow,” said Booker-T. “That is cool. It's different.”

“I like that,” said Midge. “A snow dog. Isn't that cute.”

“I'm cold,” said Booker-T. “Lets go to the house and warm up.”

They finished their walk to the house and went inside to warm up.