and again!

Here is another story. This one is shorter. Because everything is funny and people could always use more stories about animals in their life. And I could do with another story to provide my blog with more substance. Also, my agenda book tells me that no idea is a bad idea. Huzzah! So, without further ado:


THE OTTER'S TRIP TO THE MOON
(In which an otter finds a most unfortunate solution)

Once upon a time there was an otter.
The otter was a very wistful critter. He spent the majority of his otter days splashing around in bodies of water, lying on his back and gazing up at the sky. He especially liked to do this at night, when the moon was shining at its brightest.
"How brilliant," the otter would say to himself on nights like this, "I wish I could go to the moon."
And so the otter set about finding a way to reach the moon. He built a dozen rocket ships out of wood, all of which burned up in fiery explosions. The otter also tried to construct jet packs and super-trampolines. These also blew up.
The other animals living in the region watched the otter try desperately to go to the moon and shook their heads.
"How sad," they all sighed. "That poor little guy won't ever make it."
But the animals' pity only further encouraged the otter to make it to the moon.

One day a polar bear came to the otter.
"I hear you want to go to the moon," the polar bear said.
"Yes! Yes I do! More than anything else in the world!" the otter cried.
"Okay," shrugged the polar bear.
And with that, he picked up the otter and punt-kicked him to the moon.