The Trespassing Crew by Edward Drobinski - HTML preview
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Chapter 3
The babies were rudely woken by Dominick and Vanessa, running all over the place, including an errant paw or two on them.
Vanessa yelled; “Give it back.”
Dominick was laughing. “Catch me.” He had one of Vanessa’s decorative red ribbons in his mouth. He had a smiling, very silly look on his face. Vanessa was a lot quicker and more agile than Dominick and soon had him cornered. She took the ribbon back as Dominick let it go.
Vanessa seemed flustered and said; “Now I’ll have to try to get this back on and it’ll probably take all day.”
Dominick sneered; “You don’t have to put it back on.”
Vanessa: “If I don’t get it back on, Joe and Mary will think that I took it off because I didn’t like it.”
Dominick: “So?”
Vanessa: “So, I do like it and I’d like them to continue giving me pretty ribbons. They like it too.”
Pablo: “You’re a very beautiful girl. You should have a ribbon. I wish I could help getting it back on.”
Dominick, mock-angrily said; “Watch it, buster.”
Pablo took the warning seriously and apologetically replied; “Sorry. She is a pretty girl.”
Vanessa: “Thank you. Maybe now this little clown will notice.” She looked at Dominick sternly.
Dominick: “I’ve noticed. I’ve noticed. I was just trying to play and make you laugh.” Looking at Pablo and Apple, “Maybe you guys want to play too. What are your names?”
Pablo: “Pablo.”
Apple: “Apple and yours?”
Dominick: “Dominick, not Dom, Dominick.”
Vanessa: “Vanessa. He’s so picky. He’s lucky if anybody calls him anything.” Dominick eyed her and with a silly, overly serious expression growled
Apple: “Okay, let’s play something.”
Vanessa: “What games do you know?”
Apple seemed bashful when she said; “Really, none. We’re kind of new here.”
Dominick sounded perky, saying; “How about tag. That’s an easy one. Whoever is “it” has to touch someone else and then they’re “it,” and they have to touch someone else, on and on, until something stops the game, hopefully fatigue.”
They chased each other around for about thirty minutes.
The dogs had a huge advantage. They could use their agility, darting all over the place, turning almost on a dime, while the baby horses were still unsure on their long legs. So, Pablo and Apple were “it” most of the time. They really could only catch
each other, unless unbeknownst, but suspected by them, one of the dogs made a clumsy “mistake.” But, they didn’t mind and enjoyed the game, usually making runs at the dogs to no avail.
Pablo stopped moving, loudly exhaled and said; “I’m starting to feel very tired.”
Apple: “Me, too.”
Dominick: “So soon? I can keep going for a while.”
Vanessa: “He can keep going all day, if you let him. Let’s take a break.”
They all sat on the brown dirt, already warm from the sun, talking pleasantly and passing time. The baby’s eyes surveyed the grounds of their home, seeing a few apple trees, currently devoid of any growth and patchy tufts of grass, which appeared tended, but not mowed. After a while, Dominick stood up, started moving and said, “Well, I still want to run some.” With that, Vanessa got up and took off after Dominick. She could outrun him easily, but he displayed tricky, evasive maneuvers.
Watching their new friends romp, Pablo and Apple ended their first day. The sun was low in the sky and it started to cool off. They went into the barn and snuggled up with their mother.