(Part 3)
"My Lord... Well Thanks! Usbegaugh, for telling me your 'dream'.
Seems some odd doings may be about. Keep yer peepers open!"
This from the street captain, Hugh the Black Lab. A good bloke!
(As dogs go... Or Humans as well)
"Aye, Sir Hugh. Will do my best!" replied Usbegaugh, as he left.
Meanwhile, there back at the homey domicile:
Absinthe, just after returning home, had come across something.
When Usbegaugh arrived after his chat with Hugh the Lab, she
showed it to her friend and house mate. A small pair of wings.
Maybe not that small. Bigger than the average bird's? Aye!
And they had sparkly Fairy Dust on them. They were found
in the outskirts of the yard proper. Evidence, it would seem.
"Blimey, Absinthe. Seems that my dream was... Real!"
(More to come... After an Intermission)