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Previous Challenge Entry (Level 3 – Advanced)
Topic: Funny (10/04/12)

TITLE: The Trouble with Widdles
By Tim Pickl


“Mommy, look what I found outside. Isn’t he cute?” My adorable daughter Ayla tried to show me her latest treasure, but I was too focused on the late-breaking terrible online news. After a long day and enduring 12 days straight at work, I just wanted to relax, read the online newspaper and then watch my favorite television game show.

It wasn’t meant to be.

“Yes, okay sweetie.”

“Mommy, look!” Ayla shoved the dog in my face. That got my attention. It was a real dog.

“Oh, my…yes it’s very cute, sweetie.”

“And, look. He talks!”

“Yeah, right—”

“He’s really funny, too!”

“Howdy, ma’am, my name is Teddy.”

Ayla giggled at the talking dog.

“I am a talking Chihuahua. I am from a tribe of the only talking Chihuahuas on the face of the earth.”

“This is amazing, Ayla. Where did you get Teddy?”

“Oh, I didn’t find him. He found me playing in the backyard.”

“Teddy, may I pet you?”

“Yes ma’am. Please do. Scratch my ears, too: it feels so good.”

I reach over and allowed him to sniff my hand first, then gently ran my hand down his back. Watching him exhale assured me that this dog was not a robot but a breathing, living animal.

“Amazing. I never thought I’d see the day.”

“Do you like him, Mommy?”

“Yes, Teddy’s seems to be very nice.”

“Can we keep him, please, please, please? He’s just widdle.”

“Oh, I am not so sure we can afford it…”

“I would be no trouble, at all, ma’am. When I need to go outside, I will let you know, quietly. No loud barking from me, ma’am.”

“Please, mommy, please?”

“Oh, let me think about it.”

“You can see the child is distressed about it, ma’am.”

“Well, okay. I’ll let you stay—temporarily. I can’t believe I’m talking to a dog.”

“Thank you so much ma’am.”

“Thank you, thank you, thank you, Mommy! You’re the best Mommy in the world!” Ayla hugged my neck. The she turned and grabbed Teddy’s collar and commanded, “Come on Teddy, we need to go outside and play house.”

“Yes, Princess Ayla.”

That was only the first hour.

One hour later, Ayla walked into the house with two Chihuahuas.

“What in the world? Are there two Teddys, or… what’s going on?”

“Please, Mommy, please can he stay, too? He’s just widdle.”

“Well, suddenly we have one dog one hour, and two dogs an hour later?”

“It is not a problemo, ma’am. This is my brother, Pedro; he will also be no trouble.”

“Si, Senora.”

“He talks, too! But he talks in Spanish, Mommy. Pedro is special.”

I found myself answering, “Oh, all right.” I had to agree with my daughter that they were both very ‘widdle’ and cute.

An hour later, Ayla ran into the house again—this time with four Chihuahuas.

“We’re all here, thanks to your daughter!”

“Now wait a second, here, Ayla! Where are all these dogs coming from?”

“They’re all outside, Mommy, come and see!”

I followed Ayla as she stepped out of the back door. I couldn’t believe what I was seeing. The yard was crammed full of Chihuahuas of all colors, sizes and shapes. Round ones, fuzzy ones—teeny tiny skinny ones.

In unison, the crowd of Chihuahuas announced, “We are the widdles. Thank you, Ayla!”

I woke up. Normally I don’t remember my dreams, but that time I vividly remembered everything. My daughter; Teddy; Pedro, and then all those amazing talking dogs. Immediately, I prayed. “Lord what does this all mean?” He directed me to read the book of Acts—the book of conversions.

Then my iPhone Amazing Grace ringtone interrupted my prayer.

My best friend never calls at this time of the night, I thought. I wonder what’s wrong.


“Hi, this is Martina.”

“I know it’s you. Is everything okay?”

“That’s what I was about to ask you!”

“Everything is great on my end; I couldn’t sleep and I found myself praying for you. It was so strong, I finally felt compelled to call.”

I told Martina about the dream I just had.

“What does it mean?”

“One of the greatest things about the book of Acts is not only does it show how to be saved—Acts 2:38—but it also shows that the promise was given to the Gentiles—the dogs—as Jewish people thought of Gentiles back then. The dogs represent the church.”

“That’s funny—strange-kind-of-funny—because Ayla loves going to church.”

“Ayla is extraordinary.”

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Arlene Showalter10/11/12
this entry is a hoot with a great twist in the story and great ending.
Shann Hall-LochmannVanBennekom 10/12/12
This is a cute story. It definitely fits the topic funny--if you see it as funny strange and not funny ha ha. I enjoyed the talking dogs and thought they were quite cute.

Of course, the first thing most people will think is she must be dreaming. Though some don't like dream scenarios because it's a common literary tool, I do know God talks to us through our dreams. You interpretation of the dream and why the friend called seemed a tad rushed. I know it's difficult with the word limit but maybe it would have been a tad stronger if you had shortened the dream to allow more explanation.

I did think the part about Ayla loving church was an important message. I could see it fitting in with the beginning when Mom was not paying full attention. I see this as a message of the importance of taking our kids to church. Sometimes it seems too difficult, they get restless and many parents worry about children disturbing others so they get out of the habit of attending. I also feel there are other messages in this story that different people will pick up on and that's always a good thing. Nice job.
Phee Paradise 10/12/12
I love stories that twist the way we see the real world. The talking dog intrigued me and I loved how they multiplied. But the call from the friend and her prayers seemed to take the story down a rabbit trail. Even though you connected it back to the dream, I never quite got back to my delight in the strangeness of talking dogs. But I love the "widdles."
Noel Mitaxa 10/13/12
Clever twist at the end, after a very intriguing and sustained build-up.
C D Swanson 10/15/12
Nicely written, well told, with an intriguing ending.

Thanks. God Bless~