Do you believe in magic? 

Of fairies wings
And pixie dust flirting
Through wonderous scenes
Of griffins flying
Through open skies
Mermaids singing
A sweet lullabye
Unicorns running
Through flames of flowers
Centaurs racing
Galloping free
As hobbits dance
In the forest green
Leprechaun's cobbling
And banshees screams
Manticors and hippogriffs
Dwarves and elves
There's so much more
Do you believe in magic?
I hope you do
For if you dont
You truly have no imagination
And shall boringly wait
Before Deaths door

-Janelle Morehart- 


Speaking Dog

I had never really worried about being a dog person
and I never thought about whether I really could speak dog,
till I noticed that some people had great difficulty achieving
what for others was as easy, truly, as falling off a log.

Being a dog person is much more than a couple of Show Champions,
and some folks don’t qualify with ten dogs and twenty years.
It involves communication, understanding, and forgiveness,
lots of reading, deep involvement, and a whole lot of tears.

Speaking dog comes only slowly, and it’s like a foreign language,
and around our second litter I began to understand.
But I never fully knew just how deeply I had committed,
till a four day old puppy died in the hollow of my hand.

So by now I’m rather fluent, and talk to my dogs quite often,
and my wife can speak Jack Russell, which we all know is much worse,
and I wish you the same pleasure, though I feel that I must warn you,
because being a true dog person is both a blessing and a curse.

Kim Blutreich, 2000 


This is the end of the reading now we can begin 
an adventure into the Castle, to rooms that are so inviting.