Dear Readers, you may notice the dates of the Blog do not match the Flash Post dates which are in real time. The blog was written in 2009 and saw the light of day 6 months back when my younger daughter discovered it and decided to bring it to you here.
February 16. “What happened last night. We were in the midst of writing our story when you just packed up and left!”

February 16. “What happened last night. We were in the midst of writing our story when you just packed up and left!”

“Button, I just couldn’t keep my eyes open. I would wake up every few minutes only to doze off again. I just felt that, at that rate, I would be writing complete garbage so I packed up and left.”

“Why were you so late yesterday?”

“You know that MoJo’s trainer came later than he’s supposed to come home and the whole thing snowballed into dinner being pushed to 10 and things got slightly out of hand.”

“Should we continue with our story? This must be our 4th or 5th. Once we have a dozen, we can compile a book and call it The Button Stories! Whose turn is it?”

“Mine, since I left my part of the story incomplete.”

“Please begin.”

Redbull planned to play a prank on his friends one morning. He decided to hide and test if his friends would miss him. 

Pretty close to their sleeping shed, was a biggish discarded waste bin. Redbull went and jumped inside that bin and kept a watch on his four- legged friends through a small hole in the bin. B

Since Redbull had perched on Pepper that night, Pepper found it a little odd that his bird friend was nowhere to be seen. He remembered clearly that Redbull had gone to sleep with his head buried in his feathers atop him. So where was he!

Pepper asked his three friends if they had seen Redbull. They also said the same thing that they remembered seeing him last perched on his back. B

Redbull was so close and so well concealed that he was able to hear what his friends were talking about and suppressed a squeak. The next thing he heard was that his friends were going in search of him. He thought that was very cute. It also meant that they cared for him.

Once his four friends had taken a turn in the road, Redbull decided to jump out of the bin and follow them. B

The next thing he heard was Mogs telling the others to span out and take four different routes so they could cover a wider range. It didn’t make sense for all four to go looking for Redbull in the same direction.

Now that could pose a problem, thought Redbull. How would he follow them! B

Close to where he presently stood, was a big banyan tree. Redbull decided to sit on one of its branches and keep a watch on his friends.

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