March
3, 2004
“Cubbi, what is that
you see there in the sky?”
“I see the stars,
Plucki,”
“No,
Bright Eyes. Don’t call me
Plucki, call me Daddy”
“Alright,
Daddy.” Cubbi said as he
looked at his father and stared at him.
“You know son, all
those stars will never keep me from getting to you” Cubbi stared even more at
his father, not knowing those kind of words being spoke to him before.
The cub jumped a bit as gentle hands touched his back.
“Don’t fret my son;
I’m not going to hurt you. I have no desire to do something of that kind of
nature. I could never have that type of thing going through my mind.” The cub
stared at him more in depth, just drinking in this affection like it was water
and he had been through trip a dry land.
“Daddy, can you hold
me like this all the time?” Plucki nodded and held to the child tighter to him.
In contentment, Cubbi snuggled closer to him trying to just let all the feeling
wash over his body.
Before too long the
cub had fallen into a peaceful sleep.