April 6. “Button, can you please continue with the story you were telling me?”

“Of-course.”

The entrance to this other world was green with beautiful bouganvillas covering the pathway. MoJo stepped inside.

Music played and a voice from somewhere asked—You seem very young. What are you doing in a place like this?

I have no clue, answered MoJo. All I know is that the family who brought  me  home sent me here for a brief vacation. MoJo turned around to see a white furry dog standing beside her.

And who are you? Asked MoJo.

My name is Shabby and the same family looked and cared for me when I was thrown out on to the streets. They are a lovely family and they must have sent you here with a purpose. By the way, this is a lovely place. Come, I’ll introduce you to some of my friends.

This is Magic. She was with the same family for 7 long years and enjoyed every second of her existence.

And what is she doing here? Asked MoJo.

She’s visiting another planet.