After a short nap I felt more refreshed. I got up and went outside where the morning was crisp, the air clean. Birds were flying in or out of the mountains – I’m not really sure. I saw a house in the distance, brown with a grey roof, and my KerDoodle friend, who was once again standing beside me, pointed to the upstairs window.

“We’re everywhere,” he said.

“Will you ever get over the flower thing?”

“With help, maybe. Perhaps if you show strength, we will.”

“What do you mean? I show strength.”

“Of course you do.”

There was something about the way he said this that I wasn’t too keen on, but I let it go.

“Do you have a name?” I asked.

“What’s the first name you think of?”


“That’s it.”

Somehow I wasn’t surprised by this. I gazed off into the mountains, letting this most unusual tableau form itself around me, and I took a moment, rubbing the bump on my head, to wonder where it was all going. How long would I be able to see these fascinating creatures? Indeed, was I even seeing them at all? Perhaps it was all a dream, conjured in a Dickensian way by a bit of under-done potato. Or by a bump on the head.

Whatever it was, it was very realistic, and once again I scribbled what I saw.

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He went slowly back to the wall, and that’s when I noticed his friends.

“So there’s more than one of you, then,” I said.

“Of course! There’s at least one KerDoodle for every human on the planet.”

“At least one?”

He shrugged his shoulders.

“Well, some of you take a lot of work. And sometimes, through certain – um – circumstances, there are – um – spares.”

He slunk back in behind the wall and looked suspiciously down at the flower.

“Why are you so nervous about that flower?” I asked.

As if afraid to speak louder, he whispered: “We don’t know what it is, or what it’s for. So we’re careful.”

“Has it ever hurt you before?”

“No, but it could. We’re all very suspicious.”

“How do you know it could if you’ve never gone near it?”

I watched them all as they continued to stare at the little flower, wondering for a moment who had put it in its little pot.

“It’s not going to bite you,” I said.

“So you say, but for now we’ll just keep our distance.”

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A bump to the head

It’s a curious story. I bumped my head in the kitchen and the next thing I knew I could see KerDoodles. They were everywhere! I was amazed. And while the one I first spoke to seemed a little scared, he was also very pleased to see me.

”Oh, I’m so  happy,” he said. “Now we can tell our story. Now the world will know that we’re here, and that we also need love.”

Having nothing with me at the first encounter but a pencil box and a piece of paper I did what I could to reproduce what I was seeing, though I know that my first sketches were a little trepidatious. To be honest, even as I was sketching, I wasn’t entirely sure that I wasn’t still in some kind of danger. Anyway, here’s what I came up with.  This is the first KerDoodle I ever saw.


Such big ears! And he certainly feared that flower.

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As I watched, the KerDoodle I had met turned suddenly purple before me.

“What’s happening?” I asked.

“Nothing much,” he answered. “Our natural colour is white, but we change to adapt to the person we’re with.”

“You’re a chameleon,” I pronounced.

“We are flexible,” he replied. “It is less important for us to be who we are than to support those to whom we are assigned.”

He moved out from behind his wall and came slowly toward me, stretching each leg out as far as possible while walking as if using them to divine water.

“But why purple?”

“Well, I don’t know you yet. Purple’s like a base colour for us – it’s where we begin. As we get to know each other you’ll see that we adjust ourselves to who you are.”

“Fascinating!” I beamed. “So, are you new to me or have you always been around?”

He laughed a little. “I’ve been around since you were born. I was there when you were born. And I knew I was assigned to you even before that day.” He paused. “As we all do. We have to. We have work to do to prepare for you, and for your problems.”

“So, there’s a KerDoodle for everybody?” I could hardly contain my excitement.


“Like an angel – a guardian angel!”

“Well, not exactly. Those guys’ll step in and save you if they feel they need, but we can’t. All we can do is support you while you’re here. We can’t influence events – we can only help you through them.”

“And how do you do that?”

“Oh, buddy, it hurts that you don’t already know. After all, we’ve already been through so much together.” His face brightened. “But that’s why it’s so wonderful that you can see me now. It truly is – you have no idea.”

We fell silent, then, and looked at each other. It was… satisfactory. There was a connection – that much could not be denied – but it was still tentative, still founded on things that were unknown. I watched as he moved again toward me, and as he drew his face most comfortably near my own.

I remember it perfectly. This is what he looked like.

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