Cries of a baby!

I feel sure I have quite a few folk that will agree with me when I declare, "There is NOTHING worse than the sound of a little one crying for its mother." Be it 4 legged animals, or two legged ones the overwhelming grief of the cry rips my heart out.

I said that to say this, my other daughter's little fellows came home with me this past week-end. We had planned this for at least a year - and to talk about it - and plan for it was fun and sounded like a great idea. However when it came down to actually doing it - it was a little more difficult. As it turned out, they talked themselves into getting in the car and waving good-bye to Mom and on the road to ARK. We did fine until we had gone too far to turn around and go back when the tears started.

Bed time seems to be worse and for the past two nights the tunes of little boys cries for their Mommy rise and fall with the closing of day; and may as well came from the lost kitten in the night who can't locate its mom, or a calf who has been separated from his mother. The urgency is the same. "I need my Mommy to hold me".

I've decided that needs to be my next book, as I have had so much experience this summer. I may need your input in getting my characters named - but I can already see the ending. The little one is reunited with its mom and everything turn out well.

Which is what I plan for Thursday or Friday. Until then, we are going swimming today and who knows the darkness may bring another round of mournful cries from my two legged animals. Ahem! my two little boys.

Grammyof13