Short stories, about how I imagine Mozart remembered by many relatives of her, 2 / 3 years later.

In the burrow where Zaphod lives with his family...
Monkulus: Children, this night we must remember Mozart.
One of them: I know, mom… By the way, I heard some months ago that she was found by some Wilson, in the big desert...
Monkulus: No, she just dropped there to sleep and woke again digging in the High Clouds.

In the burrow where lives Maybelline...
Maybelline: Today, you know, we remember dear Mozart.
The kids: Yes, mom, she who was taken in the end of her road by a Jackal, right ?
Maybelline: No, children, she was actually taken to the Heaven's Gate by a White Horse.

In the burrow of Rocket Dog...
R.D: This, children, is the night in which we all must remember Mozart; the dear but unfortunate daughter of Flower.
One of the kids: I know… One of our family told me how she left us, taken by an Eagle...
R.D: It wasn't an Eagle, babe... Here we're all sure that an Angel came for her.

Cute! We do need to remember Mozart. if you like the idea of her going to heaven like that, you gotta read my story! It's called Journey to Rainbow Bridge and it's posted on here!!

Laying on the ground, i breath hard. I, (Mozart.) gave the fight my all, but how could i win with something about 5 times my size and strength? "But what did i really fight for?" i asked myself. "No one ever really cared. Carlos and Kinkajou, Shakespear and Daisy, they're all gone.And Flower...mama. Oh, how i wish i could make things right again!" Tears pooled in my eyes and life continued to slip away from me, but i struggled to stay awake and continue my thoughts. "I always gave myself out to whoever needed me. All i really wanted was a family to love me, a few pups to raise....but i never got my dreams." A wave of pain shoots through my body. I wince and close my eyes. I remembered what Mama had said to me before. I was just a pup then, and i stood up next to her at only 2 in. tall. I had asked, "Mama, i know this is our home. Why do you rule it?" She smiled down on me and replied, "My little princess, everyone needs someone to help them, to lead them in trouble and comfort them in sorrow. I am that." She began to groom me and added, "And i will always be here for you, my little desert rose"

But that had been before the trouble. After leaving the family and starting the Starsky's i had been happy to have a family after months alone. But luck slipped away from me again. I remembered feeling the life go out of my second family again and again. Finally here i was, to die alone after such a life. I thought about the times i had helped all my families, and them turning away from me. "Did they forget?" i wondered."It doesn't matter now." i sighed. "It's time to let go."

Suddenly a bright light surrounded me i heard a voice i had missed for years. "The harder the life, the greater the reward." it was Shakespear! I struggled to look up and gasped. There he was. Daisy,Tosca,Kinks,Carlos,and all my fallen pups were standing around him. My pain disapeared. "Mozart, we have not forgotten you or what you have done." Kinks said. "We're so sorry we didn't see you for what you were in life." Tosca added. Then i felt a warm glow and looked up. St.Francis was standing there, and in his arms he gently carried Flower..mama..the desert Rose..our meerkat queen. I gasped. She looked at me tenderly and said, "My princess,my little rose, all is forgiven." She smiled."I'm sorry for what i did. Now it is your time." All of them looked expectent. They all said together, "Mozart, come home." I took one last look around my former home that,even though it held bad memories for me, i loved it.Feeling happy and relieved above words, I accepted the hand Saint Francis offered me and i felt myself soaring,flying into a beautiful meadow, leaving all my sorrows behind.

Saint Fancis collected all the tears,sorrows,and sadness shed over our Mozie and turned it all into a shining star to hang high in the Kalahari sky, to remind everyone who looks at it of this caring,resillent,beautiful meerkat and all the hearts she touched.

That was very beautiful...I will never, ever forget Mozart...

This is for you, Mozart...

In the rising of the sun and in it's going down, we remember her.

In the blowing of the wind and in the chill of the winter, we remember her.

In the opening of the buds, and in the rebirth of spring, we remember her.

In the rustling of the leaves and the beauty of autumn, we remember her.

In the beginning of the year and when it ends, we remember her.

When we have joys we yearn to share, we remember her.

For as long as we live, she too shall live for she is now a part of us forever, as we remember her.

FOREVER LOVED, MISSED AND NEVER FORGOTTEN

Some of the most beautiful things in life cannot be seen or touched...they are felt with the heart!


Janelle

Everything you've said is true (besides of beautifully written)... And Mozart deserved such honor and sweet words.

For if Flower taught us many things, she -her beautiful daughter- came to teach as much as the Queen, or more.