The story
4/3/08
By Juliana Carter
Once upon a time (because all the very
best stories start that way) there lived an ordinary family. There
was a dad, a mom, and a little boy. They lived in an ordinary
house, on an ordinary street, where children played and owners
walked their dogs. The family lived in an ordinary town and led
quiet, ordinary lives.
There was one thing about them, however, that was not ordinary. The
family dog, Hiccup. Hiccup burped. A lot.
When the family was sitting on the couch, watching a television
program, Hiccup would walk up to the dad, look him right in the
eyes as if he had something very important to say, and burp. Just
like that. This was not an ordinary burp, but one with depth and
resonance. Gusto and volume. Dad would shake his head in
disapproval.
"How can we have such an ill-mannered dog?"
Dad was not impressed.
Mom and Little Boy would giggle and laugh. Hiccup's burps delighted
them. Every time.
"Why does Hiccup burp so much?" Little Boy asked Mom.
"I don't know, little one, but I think if the Queen of England came
for a visit, he'd burp for her too. Although she'd probably laugh,
at least on the inside."
It is quite a funny thing, a burping dog. If you ever have the
chance to meet one, you really should.
So life went on; Hiccup burped. Hiccup burped on Sundays. Hiccup
burped on Thursdays. Hiccup burped on holidays. Hiccup burped most
every day. And when Hiccup burped, he always did so in front of his
family.
Mom wondered why.
"I suppose he thinks his burps are special and wants to share them
with us."
So share he did.
Dad continued to shake his head, Mom and Little Boy continued to
laugh with delight, and Hiccup continued to burp.
And the family lived happily ever after (because all of the very
best stories end that way) and Hiccup, the burping dog, felt very
proud of himself and his special talent.
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