There once was a prince named Floyd and he liked to hunt. Floyd was always great at hunting because on every hunting trip, he brought his hound Gilbert.
Gilbert was given to Floyd by his father, King Henry. Floyd had had Gilbert since he was a little puppy and raised him with great love and care. Gilbert was Floyd's best furry friend.
One day, Floyd planned to go hunting. He called all of his dogs out to on this trip, but Gilbert never responded to the first call. Floyd called three to four more times hoping that Gilbert would come out, ready to hunt. Gilbert never came.
Floyd did not catch much that day as his other dogs were not as good as Gilbert. When he arrived at home, Gilbert ran to the gate to greet him. Upon seeing Gilbert, Floyd noticed something was off about the dog. He was limping and blood was running down his chin. Floyd was immediately worried.
He followed Gilbert to his young toddler's room. Floyd frantically searched the entire room for his child, but could not find him. He started to grow very angry with Gilbert thinking that he had killed the child. After checking the room one more time, he went after Gilbert. Just as he was about to strike him, he heard a giggle.
The toddler was hiding under a blanket beneath the crib. Floyd sighed with relief, but shortly there after was filled with guilt. He did not like that he jumped so quickly to the assumption that Gilbert had killed his precious child.
So, Floyd spent the rest of the day piecing what had happened together. It turns out that early that morning, Gilbert noticed a wolf lingering around the house. He stayed behind to protect the child from the wolf. While Floyd was hunting, the wolf attacked and Gilbert fatally harmed the wolf. Due to his noble actions, he saved the toddler.
Floyd was so grateful of his best friend, that he commissioned a statue of him for all to know of his notable actions. The statue was placed at the center of the castle's public gardens. Floyd wanted all to know about Gilbert and never forget how animals are to be appreciated.
Even though both have passed away many many years ago, you can go to the castle where they lived and still see the statue of the infamous Gilbert.
Author's Note: My story is based off the Celtic Tale, Beth Gellert. In the original story, the dog stays behind to protect the child but, the owner does not realize this until after he has already killed the dog. I wanted a happier ending and I couldn't bring myself to kill off Gilbert. Unlike the original story, the prince finds the baby before he harms the dog. Hopefully, this comes across happier than the original story.
3 comments:
Hey Christina! I"m from the Indian Epics class, but my interest was piqued when I saw the picture of the puppy. I like the way you used short paragraphs to break up the story and I loved how you changed the ending so that Gilbert would live! I hate to think that the dog might have actually died! Thank you for the wonderful story!
Hey, again!
I love the picture you chose! It's such an adorable puppy and a great way to start the story.
Your story was great. I really appreciate that you made it happier than the original story. It seems that a lot of the myths and folklore that we read in here often ends poorly for at least one character, so it was a nice change of pace to read this.
Great job!
I did this story for my reading diary! I knew almost immediately which story you had chose. I love the picture that you chose, that dog is so cute it hurts. I can tell what details you chose and what you made stay they same. I noticed that you followed the story almost exactly. Really good job!!!
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