Early Morning at the Farm

What do you know about the animal world that is going on around you? Have you looked around and seen the tension in the air? We are about to see what happened in the world of a lone farmer as he walked about his own home.

The Farmer

The house was poorly lit as the sun barely passed over the mountains. The rays of light stretched, lighting patches of land until all was being encompassed in the worm light. The farmer’s glistening brow was smudged with dirt from his sleeve. He strolls into the house while pushing on his lower back. The grease splattering on a hot pan reminded him of the fast-approaching rainy season. He said, “Hey Mary, have the kids woken up, yet?

“Not yet. You know, you decided to let them sleep in for Easter morning,” Said Mary. Her tidy and clean appearance only contrasted with the worn and tattered apron she had tied around her. Mary’s smile always warms the heart of those that see it. She quickly turned back to the food. “Breakfast will be ready in 20 minutes. So wake the kids in 15. Also, watch out for old Rusty, who is wondering about.”

The farmer stumbled and bumped into the fish tank while the dog yelped. The farmer stabilized the tank while looking at the old golden retriever and the tank to see one fish going into the filter. He spent the remainder of his time fishing it out until he went to wake the kids for Easter breakfast.

Old Rusty

It was another early morning; a tremendous mangy dog yawned as the roosters crowed in the morning. He shook his head and saw one of his humans walk outside and see him attending to the other animals. He wandered around and kept the sheep in line. The goats would always give him trouble. He barked at them for a minute or two until satisfied and went to wake the other human’s mate.

She was in a big room under sheets in his big dog house. He found it rewarding to wake her up to each morning with a lick to the face. She would push him away and change into her wear for the day. Old Rusty always wondered what his humans were doing, changing their fur daily. She went into the other room and started making food out of Ted and a couple of eggs the hens laid the other day.

That old hog’s time was to go. Old Rusty was happy this friend was delicious and wondered if he would end up like him soon or buried in the back like Sam, the cat with the flowers. He wondered if any of Sam’s bones would be worth digging up for a good chew but decided against it. He heard his human male walk into the house and went to greet him.

The Farmer stepped on Old Rusty’s favorite chew ball and stumbled into a clear toilet box that Sam liked to wash his paws in. Rusty yelped to get his ball back and played like a puppy in the corner until his human also pulled a fish from the toilet but dropped it back in instead of eating like Sam and went to see the human puppies.

Bubbles

It was another sleepless night for the fish swimming in circles within their tank. The great light came from the large square whole beyond the great white wall. A little while ago, one of the great ones left to the world beyond into the great darkness until the great light came again. The fish swam in circles evermore. One golden fish with golden scales swam up and down against the flow of the rest until it was too much.

“I can’t take it anymore if the beast doesn’t come to take us. We live in peace until the giant ones stare at us each of their passing. The noise, the shaking. I can’t stand it anymore,” said the golden fish to the one with black and white spots.

               “Look, Bubbles, I know there isn’t much, but this is all we know; what more can be out there if all we see is space without water? It is a wasteland. Only the giants can walk it.”

“What about what lays beyond the black box that water enters,” said bubbles.

             “Don’t think about it. It goes nowhere; the giants will surely stop you even if the beast is gone,” said another redfish in passing.

              “I will look out and see. I know it is a powerful current, but it must go somewhere,” said Bubbles. He swam around the box, wondering if it led to someplace better outside of this cage. Then the shadow of a great giant came down and shook the cage, causing Bubbles to be sucked up the tube.

He was surrounded by black walls being pulled in until within a box of spinning blades surrounded him. They suddenly stopped as the deformed fins of the giant reached in from the waters above. Bubbles swam in every direction in desperation until it was too late, and he was trapped within the darkness of the fin’s grasp. He decided not to give up and swam against the fin. Light opened a way out.

He was falling into the waterless world as the giant looked down at him until Bubbles was once more within the water’s warm embrace, surrounded by his fellow fish. Only to look at the giant in horror as it marched away to its kin in the great beyond.