Now, if you ever, and I mean . . . "Ever," saw a mad Mrs. Moose, well I don't think you have, but, if you did, that's what Mr. Neigh! and Little Red Riding Wolffe very suddenly, right in the middle of the road, almost ran into! I say! We're talking two VERY surprised folk here!
"Stop! Stop! Stop!" screamed Riding Wolffe. "You'll hit her!"
And, just about even quicker, Mr. Neigh jerked the steering wheel to the Left (It's good no cars were coming toward them at that instant!), and . . . SMASH! . . . the Green Hornet had run off the road, and right into the middle of a very, very large bush!
But, they were all OK, even Green Hornet was not damaged more than scratches, but, it was so deep into the huge bush that Mr. Neigh! could not move it front or back!
Anyway, he was still too surprised to even think about moving the car! Then Mr. Neigh let out a very loud sound, that was half whinny, half whistle, and ALL surprise, and said to no one in particular, "What was that? I thought we were goners!"
"That," said Miss Riding Wolffe, in her little scared voice, "was the very, very maddest of all the big momma mooses I have ever seen! (You can imagine a little bit how scared out of her wits she was!) "and, here we are!"
"Well, let's get out and check the damage." And Mr. Neigh! (Remember how he looks sitting in a car behind the driver's wheel?!) got out of the Green Hornet, stuck in the huge bush. Red Riding Wolffe opened her door, too. But, just as she was stepping down, the super angry Mrs. Moose stomped up to her side of the car (It was the side closest to the outside of the bush), still very, very angry!
"What do you think you were doing?!!" yelled Mrs. Bull Moose, so loud practically the whole forest could hear her, You almost ran over my little calf! What got into you?!"
"Uh, uh, I wasn't the one driving," Miss Riding Wolffe stammered. "Your little calf?! Is it OK? Oh! I hope we didn't hurt it?!"
"No!, but you would have if I hadn't scared you nim-brains off the road!," she shouted, sounding more like a bull horn than a talking creature. "So, who IS driving this?"
"I, uh, I, um . . . Well, I was." Mr. Neigh tried to say it gently, to keep from making her angrier. "Uh, uhm, I'm so sorry! I, I uhm, I was, well, I just didn't see your calf, or . . . I'm really sorry.."
"Well, what WERE you doing? Certainly NOT paying attention! You might've killed my little Bucky!"
Well, he's OK, and we're out of a car, now," said Mr. Neigh!. "So, if it's OK, I'll get Little Miss Red Riding Wolffe to her grandmother's house. I'll have to carry her the rest of the way."
"Well, there's not much else we can do." said Mrs. Moose, "But, mark my word, I'm going to tell my Bucky's father and the Owl Police, too! We'll see if you ever drive again!, you old mare!" (She knew that calling an old stallion horse "mare," which is a young female horse, would make him mad!)(But, Mr. Neigh! was too scared to hear her, so he didn't say a word).
She set off into the woods, her little Bucky right behind her (I suspect that she, herself, had not paid attention to the road when she just began walking across it with her calf, right in front of the Green Hornet! Parents make mistakes, and sometimes they even try to blame others for their mistakes, so they don't look bad in front of their children! Gotta' watch those parents, you know!)
"Up you go, my little Miss Riding Wolffe," said Mr. Neigh!. We'll be late, since I have to carry you, but, we'll make it there . . . I hope! (Ever see a horse grin? Well, he looked around at her, and grinned!)
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He walked over to a stump where it was easier for Riding Wolffe to climb onto his back, and once she had secured herself comfortably, they were off again, Grandma's Lemon cookies safely tucked in a blanket corner. Rescuing the Green Hornet would just have to wait.
Now, Mr. Neigh! wished that he'd let Miss Riding Wolffe tell Blue Jay to let Grandma know they were on the way, but just as he had this thought, there was Mr. Blue Jay!
He flew just above them, and called, "Screeee! Screeee!!"
"Wait!" Mr. Neigh whinnied back. "Go tell Miss Riding Wolfe's Grandma we're coming to visit!" "OK! I thought you were when I saw you back on the road before, and went to tell her then, and waited with her. but you never came up the road. Is everything alright?," Blue Jay called back from where he circled just above the pair of travelers.
"Oh, "that," Mr. Neigh! whinnied, "We'll have to wait and tell you the story when we get there."
"Well, I saw you are not in the Green Hornet," Blue Jay called, "and I wondered if you are having problems. I'll go back to Grandma Wolffe, and let her know you're OK, and on the way!"
As Blue Jay flew out of sight, Mr. Neigh! wondered, "Boy! I sure hope nothing else is going to happen on this usually fun, easy journey!" His fears would soon come true, as another Big Surprise was waiting for them.
Did you know? It was just before Christmas Day, when they traveled to the tiny cottage in the woods where Grandma lived. Grandma had been hoping and praying for her beloved little granddaughter to visit her. She was like all grandmas, and loved her precious grandchild very, very much. At least good grandmas love their grandchildren lots, and she was one of the best grandmas any child could hope to have!
Sometimes grandchildren are too busy to hear how much their grandmothers love them, and even though good grandmothers often plead with Creator to tell their grandchildren to come for a visit, children are too often so busy with learning about life, and doing life, that they do not hear the soft call from Creator to make frequent visits with Grandma. I know this, for I live with a grandma! You should hear how much she loves her grandchildren, and so wishes that they would visit much more often!
Well, this time it was no different, and like every good grandmother I know, Grandma Wolffe also asked Creator to keep her granddaughter safe on the journey to visit, if she did come. She simply trusted Creator to do what He knew was right for her granddaughter, so Grandma released her anxiety for Miss Riding Wolffe's safety to Creator, trusting Him to care for her precious child. Some grandmothers I know have discovered this really works, and practice trusting Creator to care for their dearly-loved grandchildren.
However, "safe" to us creatures isn't what "safe" to our Creator means! He has things for us to learn, and some things require us to go through the very worst of storms and events that we are very afraid of, and would never go into them on our own! This trip, although it was safe so far, had taken the pair of travelers into danger twice, once for the Salmon Family, and the incident with Mrs. Moose.
[Picture of Grandma's home at Christmas time]
[Picture of Grandma reading her Bible, by the tree]
Creator is teaching His family that He leads each of us through the "Storms" that He sends us into, to learn to trust Him in all things our life will encounter. Thankfully, Grandma knew very much about "Storms," and that Creator would make sure that her grandchild was safe, even though it might mean she would be taken from this life to be where Creator needed her more. That thought made a lump in Grandma's throat, since she really loved to see her sweet granddaughter, and to lose these wonderful visits would break her heart. So, she prayed, "Creator, I trust you, and will try to not worry!"
But, as grandmas I know, Miss Riding Wolffe's kindly grandma was a wee bit worried, when, just as he said he would, Blue Jay came and told her about the delay in arrival, and that Mr. Neigh! was carrying Red Riding Wolffe, not driving the Green Hornet. "Something must be wrong," Grandma told herself. "I still trust they will be safe," but it looks like not too safe!"
[Picture of Grandma fixing Christmas Dinner]
In the big forest where Grandma lived, snow was very rare. It didn't fall often, maybe once a year, in small amounts. But, this year, it would be VERY different!
As old Mr. Neigh! walked on the rather steep, winding mountain road. first one fluffy snow flake melted on his nose, then another, another, and soon many were beginning to stay icy on his nose, making him sneeze from the tingling. At the moment, they were climbing a steep part of the road, where a sharp turn lay just above. The road went around a rocky overhang, and came out at a very steep, high point on the mountain side, with a wide view of the valley below. Red Riding Wolffe almost jumped off Mr. Neigh!'s back when she saw it, it was so beautiful! It was the first time in her short life to see this rare sight. For the whole distance she could see through the silent snow blizzard, for this was a true blizzard, there was white snow covering everything!
"Oh! I'm so tired!" Mr. Neigh sighed. And, he was very tired. In his younger years, this was a fun, fast and easy trip to his friends' house. This time, however, he was carrying someone, and it was cold, and he was not young anymore. He 'was' tired.
Carefully, Mr. Neigh! made his way down the road, for it was going down the mountain side at this point, and it was getting quite slippery with the piling snow blanket. It was also harder to see ahead. He whinnied softly to reassure Miss Riding Wollfe that all was "OK." But, he wasn't so sure himself. There wasn't anyone else on the road now, leaving them all alone; it was getting quite cold. In the Green Hornet, they would simply turn the heater on, and since it worked very good, the cold would have been gone quickly. But, the Green Hornet was stuck in a huge bush many miles back down the road.
CRASH! Right in front of them a huge tree hit the road with the loudest noise either of them ever heard, and such a swirl of blinding, white snow! Of course, Mr. Neigh! stopped immediately, He had stopped so fast that he almost fell over!and the thought struck him, "Wow! I'm glad we weren't in the Green Hornet for that! We'd have been helpless to stop in time!
When the swirling snow cleared just enough to see the road ahead, he saw the road was blocked! The enormous tree completely blocked their way! Up above where the tree had stood all its many years, the bank was very steep; below the tree, where its trunk led down the mountain side, it was much too steep to walk!
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