Tears that fall in the magical land of PnF may turn into beautiful crystals. No pet is sure why this happens, or when it may happen. Not all tears are caused by sadness, some tears form because of overwhelming joy.

These are the tears of Jolie, the beloved caring puppy. She cares for those pets who are sad or hurt, and sometimes she will shed a tear, which may turn into a lovely blue crystal.

Tears that fall in the magical land of PnF may turn into beautiful crystals. No pet is sure why this happens, or when it may happen. Not all tears are caused by sadness, some tears form because of overwhelming joy.

These are the tears of Jolie, the beloved caring puppy. She cares for those pets who are sad or hurt, and sometimes she will shed a tear, which may turn into a lovely blue crystal.

Tears that fall in the magical land of PnF may turn into beautiful crystals. No pet is sure why this happens, or when it may happen. Not all tears are caused by sadness, some tears form because of overwhelming joy.

These are the tears of Jolie, the beloved caring puppy. She cares for those pets who are sad or hurt, and sometimes she will shed a tear, which may turn into a lovely blue crystal.

Tears that fall in the magical land of PnF may turn into beautiful crystals. No pet is sure why this happens, or when it may happen. Not all tears are caused by sadness, some tears form because of overwhelming joy.

These are the tears of Jolie, the beloved caring puppy. She cares for those pets who are sad or hurt, and sometimes she will shed a tear, which may turn into a lovely blue crystal.

Tears that fall in the magical land of PnF may turn into beautiful crystals. No pet is sure why this happens, or when it may happen. Not all tears are caused by sadness, some tears form because of overwhelming joy.

These are the tears of Jolie, the beloved caring puppy. She cares for those pets who are sad or hurt, and sometimes she will shed a tear, which may turn into a lovely blue crystal.

Tears that fall in the magical land of PnF may turn into beautiful crystals. No pet is sure why this happens, or when it may happen. Not all tears are caused by sadness, some tears form because of overwhelming joy.

These are the tears of Jolie, the beloved caring puppy. She cares for those pets who are sad or hurt, and sometimes she will shed a tear, which may turn into a lovely blue crystal.

Tears that fall in the magical land of PnF may turn into beautiful crystals. No pet is sure why this happens, or when it may happen. Not all tears are caused by sadness, some tears form because of overwhelming joy.

These are the tears of Jolie, the beloved caring puppy. She cares for those pets who are sad or hurt, and sometimes she will shed a tear, which may turn into a lovely blue crystal.

Tears that fall in the magical land of PnF may turn into beautiful crystals. No pet is sure why this happens, or when it may happen. Not all tears are caused by sadness, some tears form because of overwhelming joy.

These are the tears of Jolie, the beloved caring puppy. She cares for those pets who are sad or hurt, and sometimes she will shed a tear, which may turn into a lovely blue crystal.

The legend of legends.

In all of PnF’s written history and beyond, stories were told of the fabled dragons who rode the winds and lived in great cities in the sky, appearing only rarely to seek out those they would choose as dragon keepers. The dragon keepers were young pets who showed the greatest bravery in the face of greatest adversity. Taken on the backs of the mammoth dragons, they would fly past the clouds into cities of pearl and gold, filled with all the wonderment anyone could ever dream up. Riches would be brought back to PnF, bestowed upon the keepers’ families, with a promise from their loved ones that they were as happy as they could have ever imagined. Among the treasures brought back were the Dragonscale gems, iridescent stones that captured the breathtaking array of colors that shimmered in a dragon’s wings, found nowhere else in all of PnF’s vast lands.

There once lived a very high falootin’ duck called Lady Duck. Now, Lady Duck was no Lady, just a lady, but she had high hopes of reaching that esteemed elevation in time. How, you might ask? Well, she had her sights set on one Lord Englebert Pettimore III. Was Lord Englebert Pettimore III a Lord? Not quite, as he was only a Lord by way of his mother who had also once dreamed of a higher station in life. You can imagine the conversations. Well, Lady Duck never got her Lord, but she did get one Fred Eggstair, a local Rhode Island Red. Lady Duck liked gems and well, Fred saved his whole life trying to buy her the biggest and best. In fact, Fred cockadoodle-dooed so much for extra pay that he went hoarse early on and never worked again, but he did, by way of his part-time job as crossing guard 2 at the local elementary, earn a fine fuschia stickpin for his going away gift. You guessed it, Fred had it made into a pendant for Lady Duck, who wore that fuschia gem every day, rain or shine, muddy or clear waters and they were happy all the rest of their days.

Did you know some believe that far back in the ancient lands, the famed beauty, Cleopetra wore peridots as her signature gem? It’s true. Like the diamond, the peridot grows deepest in PnF’s vast lands and is only brought to the surface for discovery by the rumbling, rolling, shifting plates below, jolted by underground volcanic activity. Peridots are mainly found on a very tiny, out of the way island, by the name of Peridota. Prized and coveted, it’s no wonder such a fierce beauty would claim the gem as her own. Will you?

Pet’artica, a frozen snow-covered land that only the heartiest pet can survive. Out there, twilight is a constant and both predator and prey hone their senses and their might to survive the eternal winter. Deep in the coal black caves, a gem lays unseen from all but the most determined explorer, bits of stone that perfectly capture the startling blue-green of the frozen tundra’s icy land flows, miles thick the ice is often a snapshot of life on the tundra over the ages, holding pets caught unawares for all time. For the luckiest few, the Tundra Gem is a priceless keepsake.

The smoky quartz was first discovered by PnF ancients long ago. Buried deep in the richest earth, this gorgeous stone varies in shades of lightest amber to shining mahogany. The rich-cinnamon hue modern pets favor today carries with it the promise of protection against bad deeds as well as healing through meditation, and is used as decoration in everything from jewelry to masonry works.

Long ago a young mink was forced to say fare thee well to her true love. As he prepared to leave her, sailing away into the night to make his fortune, their fortune, he gave to her a glowing stone of perfect milky white, suspended from a shining chain.

“Wear this small token, my love, a piece of the moon I’ve captured just for you. Know that as these long days stretch into longer nights, we are always looking up into the same eternal light. We will always be together.”

The young mink waited for her love with hope in her heart, wearing the Celestine gem around her neck each day and gazing upon the moon each night, counting the days until their reunion. But, as sometimes happens, the young sea-faring pet did not return, lost to the sea and the ages. His love never married.

Instead it was said, before and long after her time in PnF Land, one could see her on the highest hill, still gazing up to the moon, the Celestine gem aglow upon her chest, lit with the light of eternal love and they whisper still that should you find a Celestine gem, your love will never falter.

*Tick Tick Tick Tick Tick…Tick…Tick........Tick* As the spaceship slows its pace, the petronauts inside take a collective breath. Through all of the galaxy they have journeyed, exploring astounding new planets, meeting pets in all shapes, sizes, and colors. But here they dock to begin again – a new world, a new adventure to delight in, new sights, sounds, and tastes to indulge. With great excitement, they crack the door and take a step…

And what’s that twinkling over there? A gem unlike any they’ve seen before, deepest blue, the bluest blue, a new blue, shimmering. The adventure begins!

Did you know that this rare pink gem is as strong as it is beautiful?
It’s forged in the harshest elements and often mined from stone that isn’t half as interesting as the treasure it hides. That’s why this gem is favored by pet friends everywhere as a token of affection. Pink is the epitome of don’t judge a gem by its color. Enduring, invincible, and oh so pretty, it’s the sweetest and most lasting way for a pet to tell someone, “Thank you for being a friend.”

Every year on the largest of the P’waii Islands, islanders gather from all over to dance at the foot of Mount Fury, a colossal volcano that much like a clock, begins to steam and breathe its flaky gray ash just after summer’s heat has subsided into the cool awakening of fall. Great feasts are enjoyed and the drums beat long into the nights and on the last evening, the pinnacle night, Mount Fury throws into the night sky tiny chunks of molten lava. As bits of fire rain overhead, the islanders’ dive into the waves, seeking out those pieces of stone that are cooled by the oceans kiss and turned into a prized gem. The Firestone Gem, once polished, captures the hue of lava at its most beautiful, a perfect red-orange treasure.

There’s a monster in the sea, they said, a monster in the sea. There’s a nightmare down below, they said, a nightmare where down you go. And the sea foams greatly now, his tentacles are thrashing. And the sea foams wildly now, where the waves are loudly crashing.

Oh hush now, hush now, can’t you see, the giant dances in the sea, he’s dancing just for you … he’s dancing just for me. He’s big and wily, a giant in the deep, he’s a poet in motion, his silent song can make you weep.

Oh hush now, can’t you see, the giant dances in the sea … And the sea foams greatly now…

There once into the world came, a pet most pure and true, and though she remained but a while, her spirt lives … in each of you. A spirit unblemished, without reproach, remains a vow, to live in love, the here and now. For the Angelite Gem gives to you - love, healing, and protection … an eternal promise of affection.

Long ago when PnF was little more than wild woods, pets began to appear, following stories and promises of ‘gold in the hills’. They came by the thousands, seeking their fortunes, putting down roots, discovering more than they ever dreamed, prospering. Some miners chased the golden stones long after they had been emptied from their hiding places. These pets, they say, spent their lives alone in the highest hills, chasing this glowing yellow-gold gem, seeking their longed-for fortune, until they existed only as stories, sometimes funny, sad, inspiring, and more, passed down through the centuries. And that is how this stone became known as the Miner’s Folly.