In Reply to: Newness??? posted by Bourbon on August 04, 2000 at 15:46:57:

: With all the talk about glider sales for the valid?? reasons. or even just because they tire of it... It prompted this page..
: Here is one of the stories from my book.. yes, I have been working on it, it is a copyrighted page, and NO ONE is able to copy this, post this or print this without my explicit permission (which I will not give). A link will not even be acceptable on a web page. However the link ONLY can be posted into a message base, but it must be in it's entire form including this warning.... Each part as I finish it, is being compiled.. So please do not attempt to do it.. I do have someone who is a copyright fanatic...:) and I will turn her lose and do what SHE thinks is right to avoid this being found elsewheres. Which may include legal action. IF Terry has a problem with this I will have it deleted from this site as well.. so please follow my wishes..
: This is a story of someone who got a glider, loved it, and spent time with it. Then life took it's toll she got involved with college and a job.. but... the glider has no idea what is going on in her life.. all it knows is what it feels.. that is where this story starts...remember this is from the eyes of the glider.. so when you read it. Also put yourself into the little body and head of this little girl.

: Boy I really love my person, but i miss her. She brings me good stuff to eat, I can hear her sometimes, but when i finally get to the door she is gone, I don't see her anymore. She used to take me out and play with me all the time. I don't know what happened.. it wasn't like it was all at once, things just started happening, and before I knew it I was sitting here in my cage all alone.

: When I first got here, boy I was scared, she took the time for me to learn that she was an okay person, she would bring me lots of treats, take me out everyday and carry me while i slept. She would give me little treats when we would go out on our outings, and sometimes give me good things to drink from her straw. She used to show me to different people, but never let them scare me. I always felt real safe when I was with her. She used to let me run around in her car while she drove and laughed at me, while i sat on her hands, and climbed on top of her head. I would hang by my back feet from the top of the roof and look at her eyes. She would always call me Silly. Sometimes I would just poke my head up, just to see her. I loved her so much, she would pet my head and i would go back to sleep. She would let me run around her room while she just sat and watched me. Once in awhile i would run up to her just to tell her i loved her, and she would give me a treat. We used to play lots of games.. with feathers, balls, straws strings and she had ropes that she would let me climb up and down. Everyday she would bring me a new toy to play with. When I played in her room i would climb to the top of the curtain rod way up high and glide down to her, I remember her laughing sometimes when I would miss and hit her face. Gosh we used to have fun, In fact i was hardly ever in my cage,I really grew to love her so much. I miss her, I miss all the fun we used to have. Now she only comes in to feed me while I sleep. I never get to see her much anymore. I wonder what I did? Why doesn't she love me anymore? Am I not cute enough for her? Did she find another buddy to have more fun with? What about me, doesn't she know I love her? Doesn't she care about me anymore? I sit here at night and just watch her sleeping, I remember how she used to pet me and i would go right to sleep, the feeling i had of feeling so safe with her, The way I loved her...I miss the time we would spend together. the fun we had, the way she laughed at me sometimes. I used to feel real special, cause she would carry me with her during the day, she would take me places, now the only place i go is here in my cage. Sometimes I get so depressed, I don't know what to do. She doesn't buy any new toys anymore, so all I have are these old ones. Why would she make me sit by myself and feel this way? does she even know how i feel? would she care? can't she just once look at me and see in my eyes how much i miss her? Can't she tell that i don't feel like playing in my cage all alone? I don't feel like eating, everytime, i try to eat, I remember her giving me treats and playing with me. I hate feeling this way. Does she care that I am even here? What will happen to me? I get so lonely without her. All I get now is these old pictures in my mind of her laughing, smiling and acting like she loved me. Did she really love me at all? was it just an act? How can someone forget they love someone?

I have a job and now i wonder what my glidesr do when im at work.. sit and cry for me ?? =*****(
now i have to give them some extra special loving..
Zia says thanks B!!

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