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The story of a fish named FALSTAFF and a dog named CHINO.

August 24th, 2016

The story of a fish named   FALSTAFF   and a dog named   CHINO.

This is the story of a pair of "Favourite Friends" that are just too cute.....updated and changed.....May 28th/2014.

This is a true story, written for children but I hope you will enjoy it too. The picture above was painted in watercolour and then the story came pretty close behind ..
Quite some time ago, in a sleepy little town called Appleton, there was a soft and furry little Golden Retriever called Chino. Now when Chino was six weeks old he was taken to his forever home and this loving home had a beautiful large back yard for Chino to romp and run to his heart's content.It was a well fenced yard with many nice gardens but the most interesting part to Chino was a small pond that had a tiny waterfall and the soothing
sounds of trickling waters attracted the little pup.
Little did Chino know at the time but there was a very smart and brilliantly coloured little fish named "Falstaff" that lived in this lovely little lake. Falstaff enjoyed swimming in the cool azure waters all day!!.....every day.!!! He was especially thrilled when the visitors would come down to his home and were clearly impressedand said so. He was proud of it all. There were the rocks of many colours, the pink flowered lily pads and the special secret spots to play in.
One sunny day, when Falstaff looked up through the clear water he couldn't believe his eyes, he had never seen such a sight before..... It was Chino, and he was playing with the waterlilies. To Falstaff he seemed so humongous, but he felt he must defend his home and fearlessly swam to the top and popped his head out of the water. Chino was so startled he jumped so high he fell hard on his little bottom.However he recovered quickly and wanting to see what had just attacked him was back with his nose to the water when up popped Falstaff again. For a long moment both pup and fish stared eye to eye, totally amazed at what they saw.....paralyzed.... was this friend or foe?..... Falstaff couldn't tell and for that matter neither could the pup.
The natural instinct of the retriever would be to grab this litlle monster and run....right....? Not Chino....I guess he needed a friend .The gentleness of the dog and the playfulness of the fish meant they would become the best of friends from that magic moment on.
Each day Chino comes to the pond to check on his little buddy. The little fish waits patiently and up he pops to greet him when he does . It is just amazing how they like and know each other.
Chino is now fully grown. His beautiful blonde fur glistens like gold in the bright sunlight. Still as curious and playful as ever though and ....Falstaff...? Well he swims around until he sees his best friend and ...POP...his tiny nose comes up to meet Chino's....... Still buddies....Still the best of friends.
Painting and story by ps-mitchell.
Copyright August sixth/2013.