Stories of Daisy’s Dreaming Garden: The Dream (Chapter 1 of 7)
by Christopher Sopher
℗ Published by Christopher Sopher Media, LLC © 2011–2025
Valley of the Sun Press — Crazy Daisy the Pug© Series
Part of Stories of Daisy’s Dreaming Garden
November 28, 2025
Chapter 1: The Dream
One beautiful, quiet morning, Daisy wandered outside into the kingdom behind her fortress—the place she called home, where the earth was not soft with rolling meadows, but rugged and stubborn, its stones sharp as old secrets. Yet Christopher had woven a magic of his own, laying down patches of emerald softness over the unyielding ground, giving her a place where her paws could rest without the sting of the desert’s truth. These were her islands of comfort, her little green sanctuaries in a land where real grass had long forgotten how to grow.
The morning was golden and kind, the air still cool before the desert stretched its hands toward the sun. A gentle breeze wove through the trees, carrying the songs of distant birds, their voices painting the sky with notes only Daisy could truly understand. She carried a small chew toy with her, a stuffed animal she treated like her baby. Maybe it was instinct, a whisper of something written in her nature—a longing she couldn’t quite name, yet carried with her all the same. Some doors never opened, but the key still lingered in her paws, turning over and over in quiet devotion.
She found her perfect spot in the shade, where time felt slower, stretched thin between waking and dreaming. The warmth wrapped around her like a lullaby, the shadows swayed like storytellers. She listened—truly listened—to the world breathing around her. The murmur of trees, the hushed conversations of unseen creatures, the faraway voices of other dogs drifting like echoes from another life.
Her belly was full. She was content. Every morning after breakfast, she honored the same quiet ritual—pressing her small face against Christopher’s, leaving soft, grateful kisses upon his skin. It was her way of saying, I see you. I appreciate you.
Now, though, the earth called her to rest. Her eyes grew heavy, the weight of morning melting into something softer, something dream-bound. Her breath slowed, the rise and fall of her tiny chest in rhythm with the wind. A sigh. A sleepy snuffle. The sound of cool air weaving in, warm air drifting out.
And then, she slipped into the place where dreams begin.
Next > Chapter 2: The Awakening
Table of Contents
Chapter 1: The Dream
Chapter 2: The Awakening
Chapter 3: Daisy Meets Luna
Chapter 4: The Watchful Guardian
Chapter 5: Puck the Golden
Chapter 6: Daisy’s Secret World
Chapter 7: The Journey Home
