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"My
name is Bacalona," (vaca=cow) she told
him, "and my little one there is Wocwoc." (that’s
cow spelled backwards …. hahaha!) Julio introduced
everybody, Pepper and da Muff. "We are
looking para un (for a) taxi," he told
her. "Mooooh ! They pass by here often.
Esperen un momento!" she told him. (wait
a minute)
While waiting, Pepper began eating some of the
rich grass and yellow flowers alongside the road
and Muff went through the fence to play with
Wocwoc. Da Muff and Wocwoc bounded up and down
the pasture chasing each other and kicking up
their heels. Da Muff, hiding in the tall grass,
would bark at her and then shake her bell. This
was great fun!
Soon they heard the jingle jangle of taxi bells
coming up the road. There was only one red bear
riding in it, pulled by a pink oxen with three
foot long pale green horns. The legs, eyes, and
the underbellies of the great beasts, were white.
The driver was a kindly-looking ‘ole beaver in
a little red vest that was too little for him.
J explained the situation and talked it over
with the red bear. There didn‘t seem to be any
problem, so off they went to pick up Simeon.
J tied Pepper to the back of the cart, called
da Muff, and got in beside the ‘ole beaver. The
beaver had tied pink and green ribbon streamers,
bells and pink feathers to the oxen‘s horns.
The cart itself was different shades of green
and white, all color coordinated.
When they arrived at the campsite, Mober had
on her new blanket and was ready to go. When
Simeon saw the taxi, he climbed aboard. J got
back on Pepper as G was getting on a bowed down
Mober, in her new orange and white blanky. They
were dazzling! Julio glanced over at the trailer
contraption progress and almost wanted to stay
to help. It was three-fourths the way done! But
I think they were gonna make a sort of enclosed
front with higher sides and a place to put some
hay or grain. There were a lot of finishing touches
to be made, and the doors to enclose them in
behind. The gang plank would have to be moved
and put on deck and it was quite heavy. J was
a little worried about this, as a mechanical
mind was wont to be.
The taxi led the way, G & J & da Muff,
following up the rear. "Hey" said
J, "maybe we can get some strong oxen to
pull the gang plank so we can put it on the ferry?" "Excellent
idea, Hoo man," said G. "We’ll just
ask this taxi driver if he knows where we can
get some oxen for the job." "And then," said
J, "we will need to take the oxen with us
on the ferry to get it off on the other side
at Lamb Island. "I'm a smarty pants, I
know," laughed J.
The market in town wasn’t as busy this late in
the day,; it was around 2:00 PM by G’s internal
clock, notwithstanding that they now had 3 suns
to deal with. "Oh" piped up Julio, "we
forgot to ask what the name of this town is." The
beaver said, "Cool, the name of the town
is Cool." J turned to G and said, "Well,
that’s pretty cool, huh? Cool."
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