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G & J
rode through Cool on Mober and Pepper amid
all the stares, and Simeon in the taxi, until
they came to a big barn. There were hitching
posts out front to tie the critters to,
which they did. Simeon got down and paid the
beaver and told him to come back for them in
a couple hours. Julio nudged G and told her
to ask Simeon to ask the taxi driver about
the oxen. "Oh, almost forgot. Brain ain’t
what it use to be," said G. She asked
Simeon and Simeon asked the ‘ole beaver and
he said he would send some over tomorrow morning.
Mechanics taken care of, they sauntered on inside
the towering building, about as tall as The Pink
Bird. On the floor were small tree twigs, bark,
moss and a pinch of mint all mixed together that
gave the place a fresh smell. Stalls lined
the outside edges of the barn all the way around.
Some held lop-eared mules and thier babies
and some had big oxen and baby oxen in them;
sheep, pigs and every kind of critter was
there for pulling carts. The Assjacks (as
the 'mules' were called in Cool) were really
cute and Julio wanted to take one home. He fell
head over heels for an apricot and gray
colored baby Assjack, with a warm fuzzy nose.
He reminded us of a lop eared rabbit we use to
have. Julio was giving it kisses. "I don’t
know," said G, "there might be a limit
on how many of us can get sucked into the well,
Hoo." "What do you think Simeon? Que
piensas?" "Pues, quien sabe. Si lo
compras y no lo puedes llevar, se puede quedar
con nosotros en el Pajaro Rosado." (Who
knows? If you buy him and you can’t take him,
he could stay with us on the Pink Bird.)
"Ai yai yai" said G. This was a big decision
and another mouth to feed. "We better not get
him Julio, koz Granma can’t buy enough hay for all
the horses and an Assjack." "But he won’t
eat much, and he can pack stuff around, or pull a
cart and be useful." whined J. You know how
grandkids are. Granmas are a suckers for them. "Well,
ok, Hoo, but you have to help take care of him."
"Well, he could be company for Blackie and maybe
he will be useful, or you may have to take him back
to your house!" said G. "And you know your
mom wouldn’t like that!"
So they bought the little Assjack who stood about
3 feet high at that time. (Seems they had already
forgotten the lop-ears from yesterday that pulled
them home in the cart, how they were twice the
size of Mober!) But you had to admit, this little
Assjack was the cutest little thing, with big eyes
and long eyelashes, which he batted at the perfect
moment to make everyone fall for him.
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