"How to pet a dragon..." 🏁 ON ANY SUNDAYS

"Its where my demons hide."

―Imagine Dragons

Billy Bixbee was surprised when he woke up one morning and found a dragon in his room. It was small, about the size of a kitten. The dragon wagged its tail happily as Billy patted its head and he went downstairs to tell his mom.

“There’s no such thing as a dragon.” Mom said firmly.

Billy went back to his room to dress and the dragon wagged its tail, but Billy didn’t pat it. If there’s no such thing as something, then it’s silly to pat it on the head.

Billy went down for breakfast, the dragon came along. It was bigger now, almost the size of a dog. Billy sat down at the table. The dragon sat ON the table. This sort of thing was not usually permitted but there wasn’t much Billy’s mom could do about it. She had already said there’s no such thing as a dragon and if there’s no such thing, you can’t tell it to get off the table.

Mom made some pancakes for Billy but the dragon ate them all. Mom made some more but the dragon ate those too. Mom kept making pancakes until she ran out of batter. Billy got only one but he said that’s all he really wanted anyway.

Billy went upstairs to brush his teeth and Mom started clearing the table. The dragon made himself comfortable on the hall rug and went to sleep. By the time Billy came back downstairs, he’d grown so much that he filled the hall. Billy had to go around though the living room just to get to Mom. “I didn’t know dragons grew so fast!” said Billy. 

“There’s no such thing as a dragon!” said Mom.

With the dragon in the way, Mom had to climb in and out of windows to go from room to room. By noon, the dragon filled the house; its head hung out the front door, its tail hung out the back door and there wasn’t a room in the house that didn’t have some part of the dragon in it.

When the dragon woke from his nap, he was hungry. The dragon got up, ran down the street and chased after a bakery truck. The house went along like the shell atop a snail.

Dad came home and noticed the house was missing. Luckily, one of the neighbors was able to tell him which way it went. When he found it, Billy and Mom were waving from a window upstairs. Dad climbed over the dragon’s head onto the roof and through the upstairs window.

“What happened?” Dad asked.

“It was the dragon.” said Billy. 

“There’s no such…” Mom started to say. 

“There IS a dragon. A very BIG one.” Billy insisted as he patted it on its head. 

The dragon wagged its tail happily.

Then, faster than it had grown, the dragon started getting smaller until it was kitten-size again. 

“I don’t mind dragons this size”, said Mom, “Why did it have to grow so BIG?” 

“I’m not sure,” said Billy, “but I think it just wanted to be noticed.”


Dragons are real.

Dragons are often the cause for drama at work, neglected health, divorces, self-sabotage, breaks in friendships, fear, hesitation, and so on...

Instead of pretending your dragon doesn’t exist, what if this week you asked your dragon what it wants?

Destroy what destroys you,

PS. This story is from Jack Kent's book There's No Such Thing As A Dragon. If you like it, buy it, the illustrations make it even better.

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