"I have a mother in heaven you know," said Scruffy.
"I'm really sorry she had to leave you," said Cricket sadly.
"She died in the mills," said Scruffy. "I pawmised her I'd
try to get out of there alive."
"It looks like you kept your pawmise," smiled Cricket.
"I never rode on a bus before," said Scruffy. "This is cool.
Sissy would like this. She is my friend in Missouri."
"Why don't we send her a picture of you in the bus some day?" smiled
Cricket. "I bet Sissy would be happy to get that."
"Let's send her a picture of everyone," said Scruffy. "She
used to be Lady Di, but she changed her name to Sissy."
Cricket and Patrick listened patiently to the puppy chatter in the
back seat. They knew Scruffy was excited, and scared. Tomorrow
was a big day. Tomorrow they would find out if the hospital in Boston
thought his little life could be saved.
"Are you my new Mommy and Daddy?" asked the puppy.
"We can be your 'pawdoptive' Mommy and Daddy," said Cricket.
"What do I call you?" asked Scruff.
"You can call us Daddy Patrick and Mommy Cricket." smiled Patrick.
"And that is Grampy Henry, and Auntie Molly."
"Ok," said the puppy. "Daddy Patrick and Mommy Cricket and Aunt Molly
and Grampy Henry..."
"Yes?" they replied.
"I have to pee."
"Uncle Mark has a fountain." he stated out of the blue.
"Well, you will have a doggie door here," smiled Aunt Molly.
"You can come out in the yard any time you like."
"Cool." said the puppy.
"That was Guinney Gumdrop's seat," said Patrick. "She's in
heaven too. She was like a mother to me. We come to this garden to
remember her, and HT and Scruffy."
"Remember me?" asked the puppy. "I'm not dead yet!"
"Not YOU, Scruffy. A different Scruffy. She was a little terrier
who lived here for many years."
The little puppy sniffed the flowers in Guinney's garden. "I'm
sorry your mommy is in heaven too," said the puppy. "It seems funny
to have a dad."
Patrick laughed. "It seems funny to have a kid," he smiled.
"Maybe our moms are having pizza together in heaven right now!"
"They have pizza in heaven?" asked the puppy with surprise.
"Anything you want to eat," said Patrick.
"I don't care," said Scruffy, "I'm not ready to go there. Will
you and Mommy Cricket pick out a new name for me? A name that no one ever
had who has died."
"What are they going to do to me?" asked Scruffy.
"They are going to listen to your lungs and heart with the stethoscope,
and take some x-rays to see inside. They will take a little blood to test
and they will probably give you some new medication." said Patrick.
"I don't want to stay there," said the puppy. "I want to come
"No matter what, your new family will be here for you. We need
to do exactly what the doctor tells us because we love you and we want
what's best for you."
"--besides," thought Patrick quietly, "this doctor is your last chance."