"Get out," the farmer snapped at everybody. "There is a break in the weather and you can all go and pee outside for a change."
Not so much as an "if you feel like it." Or "if you wouldn't mind."
Everyone shambled outside except Brandy who didn't feel like it. The farmer was not in a mood.
"Fine," snapped the farmer, and Brandy got booted into the fat girl pasture.
Not so much as a "right this way." Or a "thank you for coming." No, not today.
"What does it mean, 'a break in the weather?' " asked Pebbles as we stood under a tree observing the downpour burbling in sheets and rivers all around us. The winter ducks quacked distantly from Lost Beaver Lake down the hill.
"It means the weather is broken," explained Abby. "Like the roof on the buck shed."
"Where the rain comes in?" asked Pebbles.
"Exactly," said Abby, pointedly.
Pinky began to bawl bitterly. She was standing directly under the downpour, experiencing the break in the weather up close and personal, and the Nubian part of her brain was filling with sadness, a great lake of sadness that could only be expressed through bitter bawling.
"BWAA!" she called.
"BWAA!" she responded, in fierce agreement with herself.
That was today.
7 comments :
Oh, dear. Sounds like everyone needs a real break from the weather, goatfarmer included. Rain, rain go away, send sun to Herron Hill today!
Rain. Oy. I've had enough. Moldy is probably moreso than usual.
Moldy is always moreso. Her middle name is moreso.
How miserable for you all. If you want, you can send us some of your moisture (my human wants it, and she says we need some so that we can have lots of grass and hay next year).
I was glad to see that Mom got about 8 new coats that were on sale at Jeffers. She must be expecting a blizzard.
It is now January 9 and for the past 5 days I have been sorrowfully picturing Pinky and my beloved Pebbles in a downpour of broken weather. Please tell me the goatfarmer let them back in the barn and that the sun has appeared since the goatfarmer's last post.
It has been 8 days since this was posted. I am having nightmares about Pinky and my beloved Pebbles still standing out in the broken weather. Please update me with news that the you've had at least a day or two of better weather--even if you have to lie--so that I can get my beauty rest again. Heaven knows I need it.
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