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Previous Challenge Entry (Level 3 – Advanced)
Topic: The Family Pet (05/15/08)

TITLE: Naming Peter
By JoAnne Potter


I knew right away that two green lights shouldnít come from a mud puddle. Noises shouldnít either, not ones like that, tiny squeaks and long thin cries. I thought heíd feel cool and slimy like, well, mud. He didnít, though. He came into my hand a warm, round ball.

He didnít like the water at all, but he cleaned up pretty good. Mom wasnít too crazy about keeping him at first, and she never did directly say I could, but when he curled up in the palm of her hand, she told me,

--Youíll have to name him, you know.

I hadnít thought that far ahead. I never had a pet before, something that is, well, alive. How did Adam do it? I mean, people need normal names, ones they can wear as easy as the tee-shirt Mom always has to take off my back to wash. But you can name animals anything.

Colors, for instance, like Red or Blue. Or you can came them after a mood, like Grumpy or Giggles. You can name them after somebody famous: Einstein or Columbus or Robert E. Lee. Sometimes fancy names sound cool, like Michaelangelo or Nebudchanezzar. You can even make up stuff. What in the world does Fido mean, anyway? So many choices did not help.

Asking other people didnít, either. Mom thought I should call him Spice because of his orange color. Too girly. Dad thought Willie sounded good. After all, he was still only a few days old. Willie make it or wonít he? sounded like a reasonable question to him. I didnít think that Sally, at only four years old, would be much help and she wasnít. I threw out her Tinkerbell idea right away. That left me pretty much with nothing.

I did have him, though. By then, heíd taken to sleeping in the crook of my left arm, where I wouldnít disturb him while I did homework oródonít tell Momóslept at night. Sometimes, heíd open one eye just to make sure I was still there.

--You had a pretty rough start, didnít you, little guy? I guess everybody ends up in a mud puddle sooner or later, though.

His tail shook and he started to gnaw on a finger.

--It sure feels great when somebody picks you out of it. I bet you would just sing if you could.

He purred instead.

--Well, I kind of like being your safe place. You can stand on me. It helps me to remember that Iíll always need someone, too.

Then I knew his name.

Psalm 40: 1-3

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terri tiffany05/22/08
Great voice throughout! Good beginning and good ending:) Very well put together read! Thank you!!
Debbie Wistrom05/22/08
Wow, your ending blew me away!
Great job!
Marilyn Schnepp 05/24/08
Of all the entries, This Entry is probably the ONLY ENTRY that can, and will, and did - send Readers in immediate search of the Scriptures! That in itself should make you proud! Yes Indeed, I had to look up PS 40:1-3 to find the answer to the riddle. Brilliant, creative, thinking and written like a Pro. I enjoyed the "two-fold" read, your story and God's Word. Kudos!
Verna Cole Mitchell 05/24/08
Excellent story--plotted well and with a great ending. I particularly like the way Mother was won over.
c clemons05/25/08
Kinda cute, a little rough in parts, keep writing.
Holly Westefeld05/26/08
I like your subtle approach, never saying it was a kitten, just showing us.