ST Mary the Blessed Parish Magazine July/August 2026
The Dog Who Lost His Bark!
Barnaby was lying on the lounge floor. He had one eye on the front door, waiting for a glimpse of a red t-shirt, the postman, his arch enemy! At about II o'clock he arrived, Barnaby made a mad rush towards the door, jumping up high and barking, barking, and BARKING!
Later that afternoon Barnaby was walking in the warm summer sun in the garden. Then he saw it, the next-door neighbour's cat, skulking across the lawn. Barnaby hated that cat encroaching on his territory. He ran towards it and... nothing! Barnaby had lost his bark!
That evening Barnaby awaited the arrival of his master, on his return from work. On seeing him, he ran around in circles and jumped high into the air, nearly knocking his master over. When he opened his mouth, nothing came out. Barnaby had lost his bark!
The next day his mistress took him out for their daily visit to the park. Barnaby really enjoyed these visits. The park was full of squirrels, scampering around on the grass looking for food. When Barnaby saw them, he ran towards them. They scattered, running up the nearest trees to safety. Barnaby opened his mouth, but again nothing came out. Barnaby had lost his bark!
Not to worry, there were still the ducks waddling over by the lake. Once again Barnaby ran full pelt within their midst. Feathers flew as they rose high into the sky in a panic. But yet again, no sound. Barnaby had lost his bark!
As he stood there, feeling quite bewildered, he saw movement out of the corner of his eye, somebody was waving frantically from the middle of the lake. Nobody was around to respond, so Barnaby barked and barked and BARKED!
People came running to see what the commotion was all about, and the person in the lake was duly rescued. Barnaby was heralded as a hero, he had summoned everybody by barking loudly.
Barnaby had found his bark when it mattered!