Our playing in the backyard was interrupted with an interesting concert of noise from the field. We had to investigate and record this amazing event: One wickedly hot day we were surrounded by a beautiful view of prairie and the very next evening a cropped and almost naked vista.
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| Raccoon and I make Penguin Rock and Roll. - Fox *sensibly in the shade* |
We jumped on the empty rain barrel to get a safe look. The huge green thing with the Triceratops spike cutting the grass of with it's teeth in the back. The crazy thing was going round and round in a circle. We have seen animals do that when they are frightened but this monster was cutting every blade of grass in a determined way. We needed a closer view.
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| What is it? What is it? -Penguin, Fox, Raccoon *sensibly in the shade* |
We were worried about house mice and field mice and black sheep but were a bit scared to boldly go check on them.
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| We still don't know what it is, we still don't know what it is... -Penguin |
Worry sent Penguin into the nearest tree to check on our friends the mice and black sheep. Curiosity got the best of Raccoon and I as we crept closer.
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| Sitting on a tree branch. -Raccoon |
How in the world did he get up in the tree first?!
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| All three of us in the tree. -Penguin |
The three of us crept even closer after we were sure it was OK.
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| Look at those teeth! Well, you can't really see them... - Fox |
Penguin thought that his short little legs had had enough and he would go back to the house and look for mice and black sheep; and, raccoon and I could look out in the field.
Not a bad plan but as we scurried out into the field. We found it rough going, clever penguin. Oh well, the adventure partners were off to "fight " the monsters and to find their friends.
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| Hard to climb through cut prairie grass. *pant, pant* -Fox |
There were monsters everywhere and after we intrepid two had climbed up on a rectangle of the cut grass we saw this amazing view of the field.
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| Look at all that cut prairie grass... -Raccoon |
We could see that it was going to be hard to find mice and black sheep but we really thought they were OK because they knew they had to have adult permission to go somewhere. We were thirsty- the temperature was 104 today. We went to the pond and after a drink we posed on this bale of hay.
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| Raccoon and I on a rectangle of prairie grass. -Fox |
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| Fox and I sitting on the wheel of the monster. -Raccoon |
Trusting that our "lost" friends were following rules we crept over to see all the monsters. Evidently they totally sleep when a key is turned off.
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| Sitting on a rectangle of prairie grass in front of the Triceratops monster. -Fox |
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| Look at those things on the side. I wonder what they are? -Raccoon |
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| Nice seats. Please, don't wake up, monster! -Fox |
Meanwhile...
It was discovered that the four mice received permission along with Black Sheep to jump on a delivery hay wagon.
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Squirrel accompanied his friends on the wagon as he had traveled many miles in his adventures. The wagon delivered hay to a horse farm. The mice scurried out of the truck cab and followed Squirrel and Black Sheep to the ground. The ride had been slow and bumpy and they all wanted to see the wheels, especially the mice who do have a fondness for wheels.
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| What steep stairs! -Field Mouse, Whisker |
Gathering at a wheel the two field mice immediately tried to get the wheel to spin around and around. They pushed with their little feet with much effort. Squirrel had to call a halt to the high energy effort because it must have been 105 degrees by now and care must be taken on hot days.
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| You're going to be tired before we've even started, so come on! -Squirrel |
The friends all scampered back up the stairs and across the load of hay. What fun they had and it was much cooler than the ground. We had our portrait taken.
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| Cool, a portrait! -Squirrel |
Squirrel said there were chains and straps at the back of the truck that they all could play on. So off they went. Black Sheep was left behind.
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| Hurry, the wagon might leave before we're done! -White Mouse |
When Black Sheep reached the stacked hay he was grumbling that he was a pasture sheep, not a mountain goat! He was starting to be frightened.
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| Falling behind, the others ran. -Black Sheep |
Black Sheep had not caught up even by the time the "swings' were in use.
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| Us playing on the swings and in the hay. -Brown mouse |
Squirrel took a head count of the adventurers and suddenly realized Black Sheep was missing.
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| The swings were fun! -Squirrel |
If you look close you can see how far back Black Sheep was from his friends.
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| Uh-oh! We left Black Sheep behind. -White Mouse (other) |
Squirrel explained to the mice that they (even Squirrel) had not been kind and that they must get Black sheep and be sure to keep him with them. So gathering themselves as a group again they had the most fun yet. Here they are being lifted into the loft by the hay workers.
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| Ride up the hay ladder...sounds fun... -Field Mouse, Whisker |