@FrancescaFiori : Thank you. I kept on killing off cowplants as well but have been determined to keep a better eye on Cowabunga. So far so good.
This next update is a bit long, and while normally it would be sad, I was so completely amused by what was and wasn't going on I had to keep a lot of the screenshots. The following is actually about half of what I took. Even dh was laughing.
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The moon was shining down softly on the pregnant young woman. She was talking softly to her friend, Cowabunga the cow plant who appeared to be smiling and nodding and listening intently to her. It was a lovely and touching scene and Dax knew it just had to be memorialized for eternity. He was aging up so fast and maybe this would be his lasting legacy for the family he was so fond of.Although Airynn had already gone into the house to rest, he knew he had captured the scene well. He stood back for a better perspective, and then, brush in hand once again took up the painting with a joyful heart. He was confident this was going to be a masterpiece, worthy of being hung in the home of his dearest friends.It had been a very long day. First tending the garden, then a whirlwind trip to San Misyuno, and finally that draining experience with Cowabunga. He didn't blame her. It was just in her rather jocular nature to tease him like that. And really, once the goo was all washed off, it wasn't so bad after all. Still, he was exhausted. It had been a very long day. Grabbing a plate of Kieran's excellent food from the kitchen, he went to the lounge for some R&R with the brothers, Waylon and Rez. They had all decided on a midnight nosh and movie time. They hadn't seen that new movie yet, the one about the lost dog finding his way home. He had barely settled down when he suddenly felt very, very strange, and as if from a long distance, he heard music. Music it seemed only he could hear, strange, haunting, chilling music."Uh, guys? Do any of you hear that?"
"Shhhh.....the little dog is running down some streets he doesn't recognize."
"He's lost. Oh no! Poor little puppy."
"Guys? I don't feel so good. Guys? Wait.....what's that light?.....Uhhhh..."
Dax sank slowly down to the floor. Around him a dim, yet colorful glow could be seen, as if his living aura was wavering and trying to come loose. Waylon excitedly cheered the dog on while Rez, totally immersed in the story, could hardly breathe as the pup ran farther and farther away from the little girl who loved him so much."Guys. Really. I.....uh.....I....don' feel so great. Guys? Uh, 's ok I just lay down here for a bit?"
"What is that dog doing? C'mon fella! Stop running. You're getting more and more lost!"
"I dunno, Waylon I think he's going to be in big trouble soon."
Oblivious to the plight of their long time friend and companion, Rez and Waylon continued to discuss the show, debating what would come next and what the little dog should do."The way I see it he should be ok for the night. I mean, he's in a nice city and I'm sure there are going to be some kind folks who will take him in and give him a hot meal and a warm place to sleep for the night."
"I dunno, Way. Seems to me most city people are pretty cold hearted. And don't forget there are a lot of troublemakers out on the streets late at night. The way I see it he's in even more danger, not to mention he must be totally exhausted by now."
Dax lay there silently, feeling his life force slip away and wishing with all his heart they would notice, or at least just shut up. Meanwhile, unseen by the two young men, Aislyn had come into the room, hoping to join them in their movie night. Instead she was greeted with the horrifying sight of her good friend lying there, dead, at their feet."OH NO! NO! Please say it isn't so!"
"C'mon little guy! Come on! You can do it! Run! Run for your life! Way, you see the mummies?"
"It's ok, honey. The little dog will be just fine. Yeah, Rez I see them. He's gotta make it, he just has to."
Devastated at the loss to the family, Aislyn began to sob hysterically."My poor friend. Oh, my dear, dear friend. I am going to miss you so much."
"Honey, it's ok. He'll make it home just fine. This is a kid's movie and no way the director's would let it end up in tragedy."
"I can't watch! He's gonna die, I just know it. So far from hooooommmme."
"Geez, Rez, I'm not sure I can watch more of this. It's even makin' me tear up."
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background sounds of heartfelt hysterical sobbing)
"I know Sis. This part always gets to me too. I saw it in the trailer and I couldn't help it, I just choked up. Hitting me pretty hard right now too."
"Uhhhh, Rez? Rez? Ummmm, Dax is lookin' kind of weird. You suppose he's ok?
"Rez. I think there might be somethin' wrong with Dax."
"Just tired. Had a long day. Now here comes the best part......RUN LITTLE GUY! You can do it! RUN!"
"See? I told you he'd make it. He's home!"
"Uhhhh, Rez? We got company, and not the kind I want to see."
"Huh? Company? Oh, hi Grim. What brings you here at this hour?"
"Uh oh. Way? It's Dax? I never even noticed. OMG. Way I feel so terrible."
"Dax, old friend. Rest in peace. Grim, please be gentle with this soul. He was a good friend."
"I'm sorry Dax. We'll miss you."
"Come with me Dax. We've a long journey ahead of us."
"Farewell, Dax. Till we meet again."
And with a swoop and a swish of his scythe, the Grim Reaper performed his duty and harvested the soul of our friend, the irresistible Dax."Ok, then. Think I'll get a snack. That movie made me a bit peckish."
"Thank you, Grim. You were very kind."
"All in a day's work. Sure does get tiring some times though. I just ache all the way into my bones. Wait. All I've got is bones....heheheh"
And so ends another eventful day in the life of Clan McCloud. Or does it?.......