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"I
wonder what the Lamb does up here," said
G. "And why does he keep hiding and not
let people see him? said the J-man. In no time
at all, they came to the Sucking Well. It looked
just like an ordinary well, but not like Granmas.
It was an old fashioned well; not a little
bity tube coming up outta the ground. It was
about three feet tall and made out of rock.
The opening was probably 6 or 8 feet wide and
had wooden beams imbedded in cement, going
up and over it with a bucket on a rope.
They got off the horses as F & F came in
for a landing. "Well, this is it," they
both said together. "Great," said G & J
both together too. "So we will just hang
out here close by." How close do you have
to be anyway?" asked G. "Hmmm… er …
aahhhh … quien sabe," (who knows) the FF’s
both said together again as they did a little
shrug with their wings.
"Well Hoo," said G, "don’t let the
horses and Cool graze too far away and tie the Muff
up here close by, or she will end up staying here
in Trinidad for sure." Hoo wanted to go exploring,
but all he could do was sit and keep an eyeball on
Granma just in case she got sucked down the well
first and he needed to take a jump in. Why didn’t
the well give a signal, like a bell or something,
so we would know when, he thought. So he peered out
as far as he could see into the surrounding forest.
Too bad he didn’t have some peanuts; maybe he could
get a squirrel to come over to him.
G sat with her back against the bumpy rock well,
putting an old horse blanket back there for comfort.
Muff was close by. They were gonna
almost tie her to the well, but then they got
smart. What if they got sucked up and daMuff
was tied here in Trinidad and got choked? Time
for a little nap I’d say. The light was still
blinding and intense. Hoo was looking out into
the forest so it didn’t bother him. The horses
and Cool had their heads down, eating grass,
while G & J held their reins. Near where
G sat there were some wild iris looking like
flowers. G’s garden spirit kicked in and she
thought, maybe I can dig up a root and take it
back with me. The irises looked like a cross
between an iris and bird of paradise flower.
Wine colored ones with cream, yellow and pinkish
white ones, and deep purple ones. She dug up
two of each and put them in the top of her basket
and closed the lid again.
It was probably getting on about 5 PM when Julio
said he was hungry. The FF’s perked up too, and
started licking their bird beaks. G opened up the
food basket and pulled out a lot of scrumptious
goodies wrapped in banana leaves. No whip cream
though, because of the heat, much to Julio’s dismay.
But there was plenty of all kinds of fruit, ship-baked
bread, turkey, ham and sweet ‘taters. There were
even some nuts and seed treats for the FF's. Peeled
sticks were also included, pointed on one end for
jabbing the ‘taters and meat.
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