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eBook Category: Children's Fiction
eBook Description: Children's illustrated story book. Tweedle had a hard life when he was young. His mother became very sick and had to be rushed to the animal hospital where she stayed for a long, long time. Tweedle never even got to see what his mother looked like, for puppies don't open their eyes until they are three weeks old. His mother never had the chance to explain to Tweedle what sort of animal he was. So after a time, Tweedle goes in search of his identity and has a few adventures along the way.

eBook Publisher: Twilight Times Books, Published: 2005
Fictionwise Release Date: December 2005

7 Reader Ratings: Great Good OK Poor

Available eBook Formats [MultiFormat - What's this?]: Adobe Acrobat (PDF) [371 KB], eReader (PDB) [66 KB], Palm Doc (PDB) [14 KB], Rocket/REB1100 (RB) [28 KB], Microsoft Reader (LIT) [179 KB] - PocketPC 1.0+ Compatible, Franklin eBookMan (FUB) [84 KB], hiebook (KML) [239 KB], Sony Reader (LRF) [214 KB], iSilo (PDB) [25 KB], Mobipocket (PRC) [128 KB], Kindle Compatible (MOBI) [150 KB], OEBFF Format (IMP) [39 KB]
Words: 5104
Reading time: 14-20 min.
Microsoft Reader (LIT) Format: Printing DISABLED, Read-Aloud ENABLED
Adobe Acrobat (PDF) Format:  Printing DISABLED, Read-Aloud DISABLED
All Other formats: Printing DISABLED, Read-aloud DISABLED

Tweedle was a handsome puppy. He was white with black spots and one brown spot on the very tip of his tail. He had large ears, which bent in the middle and flopped over like pancakes that weren't quite done. He was a very small puppy, too, because his mother was a small dog and his father was a small dog.

When Tweedle was first born, he was so little he could have fit into a teacup with room to spare. Tweedle didn't mind, though, because all he was interested in back then was his warm furry mother and the milk she fed him.

Tweedle had a hard life when he was young. What happened was his mother became very sick and had to be rushed to the animal hospital where she stayed for a long, long time. Tweedle never even got to see what his mother looked like, for you see, puppies don't open their eyes until they are three weeks old, and by that time, his mother was already being cared for at the animal hospital. It was also likely that he would never see his father, since he lived down the street at another house.

Tweedle missed his mother very much. He missed being able to snuggle up to her furry body and get warm and comfortable. He also got very hungry, because his mother wasn't there to nurse him. He whimpered in a little puppy voice and crawled around searching for his mother because he was too young to understand that she was gone. His eyes still weren't open and he bumped his little nose time after time because he crawled into objects he couldn't see. He was very sad and lonely and very, very hungry.

Then, just when he thought his little puppy heart would break, he felt a gentle hand lifting him into the air and cuddling him to a warm breast.

"We must feed you milk from a baby bottle," one of the big human persons he lived with said. Her voice was kind and soft like the murmur of a slowly running stream.

"Yes, and we must keep you warm," said the other big human. He had a real deep voice that sounded like waves rolling in from the ocean.

Of course, Tweedle could not see either of the big humans because he still didn't have his eyes open, but they took very good care of him. The big human with the soft voice held him and petted him while he drank his milk from the baby bottle. The big human with the deep voice held him and scratched his ears and rubbed his soft puppy fur before putting him down in a basket lined with warm towels where he slept.

Now Tweedle was happy again, but he still missed his mother.

A few days later Tweedle opened his eyes, and now he could see the big humans who were caring for him. They were nice and attentive. The one with the soft voice wore a dress and the one with the deep voice wore trousers and a shirt.

They fed him and played with him every day and soon the memories of his mother began to fade, although he never quite forgot her completely.

Tweedle did have one problem, though. Since he had never seen his mother he had no basis for comparison and so he didn't know exactly what kind of animal he was.

Tweedle enjoyed living in the house with the big humans. At first he thought perhaps he might be a human baby. He wagged his little tail with the little brown spot on the end of it to tell the humans how pleased he was that he belonged to them.