Louis the Lumberjack offers help. "I have and AXE".
It was afternoon before the house settled into silence. Now, safe
enough for a planned rescue attempt, everyone relaxed.
One of the smaller children had announced in the morning, ‘We’re
going on a picnic. We’re going on a picnic’. Mother worked busily
but finally food was prepared, a basket packed, and excited children
were gathered and propelled out of the house.
The pricked ears of the waiting bears in the cupboard, heard the
car sounds fade into the distance.
A collective sigh of relief swept along the shelves.
‘At last! Ted announced. ‘Young Scott’s been on his head for about
hours. I hope he’ll not forget this lesson, in a hurry.’
‘Please don’t be cross with him when he comes home’. Sue Care-
bear snuggled into Joseph’s chest. ‘He’s probably very tired and may
replied kindly. ‘I only want to see him safely home. I will
be happy again when everyone is back in their right PLACES. Hopefully
by sunset.’ Then, he called loudly.
‘Missy can you please come here. We will need your help.’
The eager border collie was instantly beside him. Her face focussed
on his bear face and her
eyes were intelligent and alert. ‘Help! Help!
You know I only want to help.’
She danced round and round the room.
Her black and white tail
Then, she lifted a paw and stroked his face.
‘Thank you, dear Missie. Do you think you can gently lift Scottie
out of the garden ferns?’
‘Yes, yes, I can do that’ she barked ‘but I may need some
help. He’s tangled in ferns and
shrubs. I need someone to help clear
away the obstacles. Then I can pull him out and bring him home.’
Joseph nudged Ted ‘Pedro the Pirate has a cutlass. Maybe he
‘Oh please, please, let me.’
A deep bear voice spoke from the back of the lowest shelf. ‘I have an AXE.’
Louis the lumber jack shuffled towards the front and looked up at
the dog, and the bears on the higher shelves. ‘I could hack away a bit
until the young fella is free.’
‘An axe sounds a bit dramatic but if you really want to help
Missie,will you promise
not to cause unnecessary damage?’
‘I’ll use the axe like a sharp knife. I promise I will be careful.
Although I would like to try my hand at chopping down something
bigger than a few ferns. One day!' He sighed.
Louis jumped down and proudly positioned himself beside the dog.
His axe was held ready for action.
Unexpectedly, a second bear jumped from a higher shelf and
landed with a ‘plop’ on the carpet. It was Philip the Photographer.
‘Scott is my best friend. Please let me come too. I will help if
you tell me what to do and I will take only one
I promised Scott I would keep a record of his adventures. I still
feel upset he did not tell me he was going
on one this time. I hope
I'll get one picture to remind him of his foolishness in heading out
alone and without
Ted would have refused permission. ‘I hate bears running around
Missie woofed. ‘Oh, let him come. I’ll do my best to get them all
safely home as quickly as possible.’
She then pranced out the door and two tiny bears trotted behind
struggling to keep up.
She came back a few seconds later. ‘I think it would be quicker
if I helped you.’ She picked up Louis by one leg
and managed to
grab Phillip’s camera strap at the same time.
The dog and bears disappeared
outside. Two bears now
helplessly dangled from Missie’s mouth.
Laughter from the watching audience rippled around the
room. The goldfish splashed water and Megs gave a sleepy ‘meow’.