{"id":8912,"date":"2025-08-31T17:19:25","date_gmt":"2025-09-01T00:19:25","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/tidbitsandwhatnots.com\/?p=8912"},"modified":"2026-06-13T13:22:48","modified_gmt":"2026-06-13T20:22:48","slug":"the-backyard","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/tidbitsandwhatnots.com\/?p=8912","title":{"rendered":"The BackYard"},"content":{"rendered":"\n

Author\u2019s Note:<\/strong>\u00a0When I transferred this story, I realized I left out a small but important section. This is the\u00a0full version<\/em>\u00a0\u2014 complete with a glimpse into Daisy\u2019s thoughts that make her first backyard adventure even richer.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Episode 1 – “This pup will do” <\/h1>\n\n\n\n

Welcome to my first series, I hope you will come back each Sunday to read the latest installment . <\/em><\/h4>\n\n\n\n
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A curious Aussie pup tumbles into a backyard alive with hummingbirds, bees, and a brooding Ash Tree \u2014 and unknowingly stirs the first whispers of a bigger plan.<\/em><\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n\n\n\n

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The puppy barreled through as the backyard slider opened, eager to explore her new home. It was spring, and it had done nothing but rain since she arrived. She didn\u2019t like rain\u2014it landed on her back like someone she couldn\u2019t see tapping her. She liked knowing where everyone was; it\u2019s how Aussie dogs are built.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

At twelve weeks, she could finally check out what smelled so sweet along the back fence. She ran full steam, tripped over her own paws into a roll, popped up, and lowered her nose to the flower. Up close, the cupped bloom held a small pool of water, yet the sweet scent still wafted up. She took a big sniff. She was about to taste it when a hummingbird\u2019s wing whacked her on the nose in rapid fire.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cOuch\u2014that hurt!\u201d She rubbed her nose on her front leg to ease the sting. As she raised her head, an unlikely little gathering lingered at the bloom\u2019s small pool. The Bumble Bee was first to speak. \u201cHey, watch it\u2014we\u2019re drinkin\u2019 here! You nearly knocked all the water out.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

The pup, surprised by the admonishment, quickly explained, \u201cIt smelled so sweet\u2014I just wanted a taste.\u201d Butterfly let out a long, drawn humph mid-flutter\u2014she\u2019d just missed sticking to the dog\u2019s wet nose.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Hummingbird hovered over the bloom. \u201cYou eat everything you sniff?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

From behind the dog, in a corner near the door, came a haughty voice with a low, almost purring sound. \u201cYou can come try a taste of my flowers.\u201d Then came mocking laughter, the Trumpet Tree joining in\u2014a branch swooping to high-five the Oleander, their flowers bouncing in mirth. Their laughter hitched; their stems drew tight. The plants seemed to sink a little, then shook until their blooms nearly fell off. The laughter died, and silence filled the space. Something deep shifted under her paws, then stilled.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Her head filled with a deep, smooth baritone, tinged with disgust. Humans have no idea what evil poison they plant in their yards.<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n

A chill ran her spine. She turned her small head to the left and looked up\u2014and up\u2014and up some more, backing to take in the large, old Ash Tree. How could she have missed this tree? Aussie dogs don\u2019t miss something this big. But she had been staring at that flower for days through rain-streaked windows, her curiosity narrowing her vision. Not the first time her tunnel vision got the better of her. She was good at setting goals, but too focused on the chase she often missed the obvious\u2014like her sister slipping in from the side and batting the ball away before she ever saw it coming.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

The puppy had heard trees before; their way of speaking\u2014thought to thought\u2014was familiar enough. Still, it could be startling the first few times, especially if you were tiny and didn\u2019t yet know that trees really didn\u2019t like being peed on. She still didn\u2019t understand why that maple had to yell at her; she was only six weeks old. It\u2019s hard to find the right spot.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

But those maples were nothing like this tree, nor did they speak in such deep tones you felt them reverberate in your chest. The Ash continued, \u201cThose two are shallow, poisonous, and as superficial as they come. If the people didn\u2019t like their flowers so much, I would have choked them out years ago. They encourage\u2014and help\u2014the Squirrel Syndicate.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

All the action had made the puppy sleepy. She lay down in the Ash\u2019s shade, still listening, eyes half-open. She watched Hummingbird dip her beak into the water and hover. The light caught her feathers\u2014brown, then turquoise, then a quick flash of pink. Pretty. Her fur didn\u2019t do that\u2014just black, tan, and white. Butterfly drifted in and settled on the petal\u2019s rim, dipping and rubbing her forelegs together in the water like her humans washing their hands. Bumble Bee eased a little deeper toward the center, careful, one eye on the waterline. They moved around one another in an easy rhythm; the drowsy pup observed them, learning their pattern.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

They talked: weather, winter hideouts, where the good stuff was lately. Eventually, their eyes drifted to the puppy. The Butterfly spoke first, watching the pup wiggle on her back in the grass to scratch an itch. \u201cWell\u2014does anyone know how long this fur-ball\u2019ll be here?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cOur nest is near the window,\u201d the Hummingbird answered quickly. \u201cI think she\u2019s a permanent resident.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

They all sighed\u2014a mixed feeling: partly relief and partly the knowledge of the task to come.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

They all glanced at the Ash Tree. The puppy was falling asleep to the melody of their chatter. The Tree noticed and felt hopeful. Perhaps this was a good one.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

The Bumble Bee spoke up first, eyes still on the dog. \u201cWell, I gotta get back. The Queen\u2019s on the warpath. Production\u2019s rampin\u2019 up and, accordin\u2019 to her, we ain\u2019t gettin\u2019 back fast enough to keep up. Maybe with this news she\u2019ll give me a break. Catch all of youse tomorrow.\u201d Before leaving, he gave Hummingbird and Butterfly a look, then a nod, and rumbled off.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

The Hummingbird had moved to the fence above and nodded. She looked at the Butterfly, who nodded back, and then both focused on the Ash Tree.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cI have a nest to build and a family to raise, Tree,\u201d Hummingbird said. \u201cButterfly takes forever to get a sentence out\u2014the pup\u2019s bound to lose interest before she finishes.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Butterfly\u2019s wings started fluttering fast. \u201cWhy, I do declare, in all my years, if that isn\u2019t one of the most uuuggg-ly, arr-oh-gant sentiments to be said to my face. Why\u2014\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cExactly.\u201d Hummingbird said, already turning away. \u201cTree, it\u2019s on you, you have to train this one and fast. The Squirrel Syndicate has already gained the walnut tree and who knows what else they have planned, especially with the Poison Sisters helping them.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Butterfly, still shaking her foreleg at Hummingbird, did stop long enough to nod in agreement. She fluttered into a large, lazy circle, landed for a second on Hummingbird\u2019s head, then lifted off and fluttered away. Hummingbird lunged after her, but Tree spoke. \u201cWe will need to see what she is made of. The Syndicate is meaner these days.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Hummingbird grew quiet, remembering the egg she lost last year to the squirrels. Most of her family moved away, but she was determined to take back the space that was once theirs.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

The puppy came alert after a short snooze\u2014popped up in one jump, full energy and curiosity restored. She was off again, sniffing the air, putting her nose in flowers. Before the pup could damage another new shoot from a bulb, the Tree asked the pup\u2019s name.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Immediately, Tree was flooded with images of broken toys, chewed baskets and shoes, and a slew of doodads in pieces.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cEnough,\u201d Tree said, overwhelmed but amused\u2014the deep voice making her shrink back. In a small puppy voice Tree heard, I\u2019m just curious and want to know what\u2019s inside things or what things taste like\u2014sorta like with the flower. I\u2019m being called Daisy, but lately it\u2019s more Daisy the Destroyer.<\/em> A small, confused \u201chrmph\u201d followed the declaration. Tree sensed the pup\u2019s mixed emotions about whether the title was a badge of honor or a bad thing.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Tree\u2019s voice eased; his leaves rustled, a low laugh. \u201cFor you, it\u2019s a proud designation. Wear it well, little one.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

The pup\u2019s energy soared. She thanked the Tree.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

She was being called to come in\u2014but first, a pit stop by the Oleander: a few kicks of dirt to top it off, and then inside with that satisfied Aussie-dog smile. Oleander sputtered, speechless at the indignity and at the acidic smell on her bark.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Tree\u2019s branches and leaves shook again at the pup\u2019s antics. He and the Hummingbird both thought the same thing: \u201cThis pup will do.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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To Be Continued\u2026<\/strong>
Daisy\u2019s just beginning to discover the secrets of the backyard \u2014 and the Ash Tree isn\u2019t done with her yet. Stay tuned for the next chapter in\u00a0Daisy the Destroyer\u2019s<\/em>\u00a0adventures, where the Squirrel Syndicate makes their move.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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