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Bud & Tanzie: The best medicine of all

“Tell me a story!” demanded my five-year-old.

“Not tonight, sweetie,” I said. I’d already used so many words.

“Prettyprettyprettyprettyprettyplease?” he cajoled. “Just one story?”

“Oh, fine,” I sighed, reminding myself five-year-olds have pretty low storytelling standards.

There was this dog, Bud,
and he could speak Cat, the language of cats.
But all the cats were afraid of him, because he was a dog!
They hissed and ran away, so he didn’t get much chance to talk to them.

Then, one day, close to his house,
he found an old, sick cat named Tanzie.
She couldn’t run away from him, so he practiced speaking Cat with her.
She was so sweet, he forgot he was there to practice Cat.
He brought her milk and treats as often as he could sneak them away.

Pretty soon, other cats got to realizing
Bud was a really cool dog, not at all interested in hurting them.
So they started hanging out with Bud, too;
they liked him so much they named him an honorary cat!

He thought that was great,
but he’d pass on the constant self-grooming, thanks.
They laughed. That was fine. After all, not everyone–
including honorary cats–
can be as awesome,
as a real-born cat.

Soon Tanzie got even sicker, so she couldn’t talk most the time.
Bud searched and searched for ways to help her feel better.
He liked all the other cats,
but there was only one Tanzie.

He found a special medicine that would heal her completely.
He was excited when he brought it to her.

“Oh, Bud,” she said,
“Everything has its time and place.
I was already young once. It was wonderful!
But I have never been happier than I am now,
sitting here with my unlikely friend Bud.
I don’t need that medicine.”

Bud tried to convince her to take it,
and he even sneaked it into her milk one day,
but she caught on and wouldn’t drink it.

Over time, little by little,
Tanzie got less sick, until she was all the way better.
They still sat and spoke Cat, but they ran and played together, too.

Tanzie didn’t need medicine, in the end;
the magic of her and Bud’s unlikely friendship
was the best medicine of all.


  1. August 4, 2015 at 11:52 pm

    Lovely story 😀

  2. August 5, 2015 at 12:31 am

    Drat you. And thank you.
    My eyes are leaking a bit here.

  3. August 5, 2015 at 7:57 am

    This is awesome.

  4. August 5, 2015 at 11:04 am

    (A sweet story any time — and also I am in the midst of a very soft spot for any “sick cat gets better” stories!)

  5. August 5, 2015 at 1:48 pm

    Great story! (for a 5 year old and old lady, as well!) 🙂

  6. August 5, 2015 at 2:06 pm

    Very nice story, spontaneous pro.

  7. August 5, 2015 at 6:12 pm

    I told the story to my cat, and asked her if she’d teach me to speak cat. She’s thinking about it.

    • August 6, 2015 at 4:26 am

      Heh. If she’s like most the cats I know, she’ll be thinking a while! (If you’re lucky, in the “months” range. ;))

  8. August 5, 2015 at 10:30 pm

    This strikes me as a very awesome children’s book!!! Do it!

    • August 6, 2015 at 4:27 am

      It’s exciting to read that! I actually spent yesterday’s drive thinking how I’d draw everything. Maybe I’ll do a mock-up this weekend. 🙂

  9. August 6, 2015 at 9:16 am

    How lovely ❤

    (For Little Man, when he's demanding a new story, he loves when I switch things up to make the bad guy of a fairy tale out to be the good guy.)

  10. August 7, 2015 at 11:48 am

    A very sweet story. Reminds me of my old dog and sweet kitten, who though she didn’t heal my sweet puppy she did make the end of days much better. ❤

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