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They were all quite happy to be at home again;
even the horses. Mober said "I smell hay
and it smells like home." So they could
talk! All of a sudden G & J got in
a big hurry to go see if Blackie and Cowboy were
ok. Maybe they had been gone years and someone
else owned the place now! Cheesh, thought Granma.
They got on Mober and Pep using the International
truck that is parked down by the front gate,
leading the still dazed Cool. Cool asked, "Where
am I?" Muff was way ahead of them, bounding
from one place to the other and back again, over
sage and bitterbrush. They hurried on up the
driveway at a trot. Poor Cool was wondering what
the heck was going on. At the house they quickly
took off the baskets and saddles and turned Mobe
and Pep loose. M & P went off
kicking up their heels.
The horses were at Blackie and Cowboy’s pen before
G & J could get there. B & C were fat
and sassy. Mober and Pepper were telling Blackie
and Cowboy all about their adventure. G heard
Cowboy saying "You don't say." So they
could talk too! Then G and J rush into the house
to turn on the computer to see what day it is. "When
did we leave Julio?" asked G. "It was
a Tuesday, I think," he said. Yeah, a Tuesday
G thought. Come on pewter! So slow! There it
was: Tuesday, August 16th it said. It was
still the same day they got sucked down the well!
No time had passed at all! "We've
only been gone 15 minutes! Go figger!" exclaims
Granma. "This is mind boggling!" yells
the Hoo. "Then we can still go fishing!" "Ai
yai yai" says G. "Don't you ever get
tired?"
So they caught up the Mobe and Pep and put them
back in their pen, and gave all the horses some
hay and grain. "Now, Hoo, where are
we gonna put this here Assjack?" asks Granma. J-man
thought for awhile and said "Well since
the other fence falls down all the time, we better
put her in with Mobe and Pep.
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