Peter Frederick
The Dream Herder
Have you ever had a bad dream? Read this sweet bedtime story about a magical dream-herder and learn that even our most fearsome dreams might simply be misplaced ones.


In a large green
He spotted a park attendant on a bench, stuffing something into her
CHOMP! CHOMP! CHOMP!
The seagull edged
Chips! Yummy! Surely the park attendant would be happy to share — she had such a huge bag of chips in her lap.
“Give us a chip,” squawked the seagull. “Go on…
“No,” barked the park attendant.
“Why not?” pleaded the seagull.
The park attendant pointed to a nearby sign that read:
PLEASE DO NOT FEED THE
“But I'm not a pigeon,” said the bird, puffing out its chest, “I’m a seagull. A very hungry seagull.”
The park attendant shrugged her pudgy shoulders. “Pigeon or seagull,” she said, “it makes no difference to me. Now,
The seagull shuffled
SHIFF! SHUFF! SHIFF! SHUFF!
The park attendant sniggered and crammed more chips into her
A few minutes passed. The seagull returned with a brush tied to its tail and sat upright mimicking a
“May I have a chip, please?” asked the seagull-dressed-as-a-squirrel.
“No,” said the park attendant, rudely.
“Why not? I’m a squirrel and I am very, very hungry. I’m not a seagull. Please may I have a
“Don’t be ridiculous,” sneered the park attendant. “I can see that you are a seagull with a brush tied to your tail feathers. It’s obvious to me. I notice everything that goes on in this park. It is my special…