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Fairy Francine has a New Friend. Come Meet Her.

Posted by Barbara Techel

Fairy Francesca

Meet my new fairy friend who flew in via UPS straight to my house last Friday.

She was chosen for a very special mission by Facebook friend, Charlene, who also happens to have an adorable little doxie named Dusty, who has IVDD and is in a wheelchair.

Charlene had read about the mishaps little Fairy Francine, resident of my writing cottage, had had a few months earlier with drinking wine after doing her nightly fairy duties. Once falling into the water fountain and another time falling off the ledge causing quite the concussion on her wee little head which had to err, well…. um…. be glued back on.

Seems Francine was a bit stressed with her Fairy duties and was nipping a bit too much wine.

Charlene felt Francine needed a friend to keep her company… and yes, to share in that glass of wine, so she sent this lovely Fairy to do just that. She said it is a thank you also for all the paralyzed dogs I’ve helped get a wheelchair through The Frankie Wheelchair Fund I founded in 2012. And as you know, I couldn’t do it all by myself if not for the very generous donations I receive.

While no gifts are necessary for thanks for this mission I do out of love, I accepted her delightful gift graciously. It really did warm my heart when I opened the box to find this sweet and lovely Fairy inside. It brought tears to my eyes the sweetness and generosity of others, such as Charlene.

So I began to give thought to what her name should be. I knew it had to be very special. I thought and thought… and then it came to me! Of course, it needs to be Francesca!  Named after my doxie Frankie (short for Francesca), who was also in a wheelchair and the fund in her name in her memory and legacy — The Frankie Wheelchair Fund.

So Francesca and Francine are getting to know one another and I suspect one of these days I will come out to my writing cottage to find an empty bottle of wine and two Fairies snoring loudly after another night of doing their fairy duties. But at least they will now have each other.

Fairy Emergency Surgery.

Posted by Barbara Techel

fairyA few weeks ago I shared with you that Francine my resident writing cottage fairy had a little too much to drink after her nightly flight out into the world to fulfill her duties. I found her feet up in my water fountain one morning, glass of almost empty red wine beside her.

fairy-e-1024x609Well yesterday when I came out to my writing cottage, there she was, lying on the floor. But, um, not in one piece. If you are squeamish you may want to read over this next part… but for those of you who can bear it, well, I found her decapitated, as well as, her right wing de-winged. Yes, I know de-winged isn’t a word, but I was at a loss of how to best describe this. 🙂

Seems she’s been hitting that red wine again. So into emergency Elmer’s Glue surgery she went. First to repair that little head of hers. I decided to spare you the sight of that as it was not pretty. But today her head sits pretty upon her shoulders again. Though for the time being she must lay face down after having just completed the 2nd phase of her glue surgery to repair her tiny wing.

She should be good to go to celebrate the 4th of July tomorrow. But I do hope she’s learned her lesson that wine and flying just do not mix. Dare I say to stay tuned?

My Fairy Can’t Fly. Come See Why.

Posted by Barbara Techel

fairy eNormally my petite, pretty fairy, named Francine, dressed in her simple lilac dress, sits along the edge of my tabletop water fountain. Her presence lending a bit of magic to my days.

This morning, I found her feet up, in the fountain.

It seems as if my little flying friend has taken to drinking red wine… and from a straw, no less.

I nudged her gently. It took her a bit to stir, but when she did, she shook the water off her wings, seemed a bit embarrassed and climbed her way back to sit on the edge.

“Oh little fairy of mine, what happened?” I said.

In barely a whisper, she said, “My wings feel heavy and my head foggy.”

“I imagine, my little friend. I see that you have taken to drinking red wine.”

“Oh, just a wee bit. After I made my way out into the world last night to sprinkle fairy dust of love and joy on the pillows of all sad little girls and boys,  Fiona Fairy, Felicia Fairy, Fancie Fairy and I got together for a feast.”

Rubbing her tiny little hand alongside her head with her acorn cap cocked to the side she said, “But we got to talking up a storm, taking turns flying up to the straw to take a sip, and I’m afraid we never did feast.”

“Ah yes, girl’s night out. I do understand. Well, seems to me, my little one, you shall be grounded for the day before your wings will have the strength to fly again, and the pounding in your wee little head subsides.”

Curling onto her side, she let out a small little sigh. I gently placed a soft pillow under her head and covered her in a soft pink blanket.

Kissing her on the side of the cheek I said, “Have no fear my little fairy, the cobwebs will eventually clear, and you will fly once again.”