“Hello
Jake,” called Midge as she ran up the steps to the front porch
where Jake was laying on the porch swing.
“Hi
Midge,” greeted Jake. “Wasn't Booker-T going to come with you
today?”
“He
had to go to the vet's this morning” said Midge. “He wants us to
wait for him. He will come when he and his owner get home.”
“Was
he sick?” asked Jake jumping down from the swing.
“No,”
said Midge. “He said it was time for his yearly shots.”
“Oh,”
sighed Jake. “I think it is almost time for me to go for shots
too.”
“I
don't think I have to go until next month,” said Midge. “I
always forget, but owner never forgets.”
“Mine
don't forget either,” agreed Jake. “She always writes things
down in her appointment book.”
“Does
it hurt when you get your shots?” asked Midge.
“I
never feel anything,” said Jake. “The vet has his assistant give
the shots and she is good.”
“Sometimes
I feel it,” said Midge. “But it only hurts for a little while.
The vet always gives me a nice treat when she is done.”
“Here
comes Booker-T,” smiled Jake.
“Hi
guys,” said Booker-T as he hurried up the steps.
“Hey,”
said Midge. “I'm not a guy. I'm a gal.”
“Oh!”
said Booker-T. “Who says?”
“Says
me,” replied Midge. “You and Jake are guys and I'm a gal.”
“Wow,”
said Jake. “I think you have been watching TV again.”
“Maybe,”
said Midge.
“I
think so too,” said Booker-T.
“My
owner was watching a movie last night and I heard them talking about
guys and gals on there,” said Midge. “I never thought about it
before I heard it.”
“Okay,”
said Booker-T. “Hi guy and gal! Are you ready to go to the park?
They are setting up the tents for the circus now. We drove past the
park coming home from the vet's.”
“I'm
ready,” smiled Midge. “I am so excited. I just love watching the
funny clowns. They are so funny.”
“You
want to go see the tigers?” asked Jake.
“Oh
no,” said Booker-T. “Lets stay away from the tigers and the
elephants. We had a close call with the elephants last year. We
don't want to go there again.”
“I
don't want to get squashed by the elephants or eaten by a tiger,”
said Jake. “We can look at them from a long way.”
The
three agreed to stay away from the big animals as they hurried to the
park where the circus was setting up their tents. As they neared the
park, they could see the big tents and all the circus wagons around
them.
“When
will they do their first show?” asked Midge. “Do you know?”
“I
heard my owner telling her friend on the phone, that their first show
will be this afternoon,” said Jake. “But today's show would be a
small one and the bigger shows will be after the circus parade
through town tomorrow.”
“I
want to see the parade,” said Midge. “The wagons and the clowns
are all pretty and so colorful. Do you want to go see the parade
tomorrow?”
“We
can sit on my front porch and watch it,” said Jake. “I heard my
owner say that the parade would come down past the house.”
“Oh,
Jake,” smiled Midge. “I will be there. Are you going to come
see the parade too Booker-T?”
“I
will be there too,” agreed Booker-T. “We can check to see if
Misty would like to come along. Maybe she can come tomorrow.”
“That
will be nice,” said Midge. “I hope she can come.”
“Me
too,” said Booker-T.
“Hurry,”
said Jake. “Let's go peek in the big tent over there.”
They
hurried around the tents checking things out and trying to keep away
from all the people rushing around here and there setting up every
thing. They were setting up the popcorn stands and the drink stands.
“It
must be almost time for the show to start,” said Midge.
“How
do you know?” asked Jake.
“Midge
has a crystal ball in her head,” laughed Booker-T.
“Ha ha,” said Midge. “You are too funny today.”
“Ha ha,” said Midge. “You are too funny today.”
“I
thought it was kind of cute,” said Booker-T.
“See
all the people coming into the parking lot now,” said Midge. “And
all those clowns over there are all ready for the show.”
“I
think you are right,” said Jake.
“And
don't you smell the popcorn being popped over there and I'll bet the
hot dogs are being cooked now too,” smiled Midge.
“Think
we can sneak into the tent,” said Booker-T. “I think if we go
around to the back of the tent, we can crawl under and will be under
the bleachers where they won't see us.”
They
hurried toward the back of the tent. People were lining up to buy
tickets for the show. Midge was looking at all the kids with their
parents starting to enter the tent. She wasn't watching where she
was walking and ran into a big gray stand. “Ouch!”
“Midge,”
said Jake. “Are you okay?”
She
looked up at the man standing near the stand. He was busy and didn't
seem to notice her. “I'm okay,” said Midge.
“What
is that guy doing?” asked Booker-T.
Midge
stepped back to see what the man was doing. “I don't know what he
is making. I don't think I ever saw that before,” said Midge.
“Jake, what does that sign say?”
“It
says, cotton candy,” read Jake.
“Cotton
candy?” questioned Midge. “What is cotton candy? I didn't know
people ate cotton. My owner uses that stuff for cleaning her face.”
“That
is different,” said Jake. “This is candy.”
“But
how do you turn cotton into candy,” asked Booker-T. “I don't
think I want to eat cotton.”
“It
must be sweet cotton,” said Midge. “He is dumping a bag of sugar
in there.”
“Wow,”
said Jake. “That is a lot of sugar.”
The
man noticed the three dogs sitting there and set some of this cotton
candy down on the ground for them. “Here you go little ones,” he
said as he tossed some more out to them.
Midge
looked at the man and then at Jake and Booker-T. “Taste it Jake.”
“You
taste it Midge,” suggested Booker-T. “It looks like pink cotton.
I thought the cotton was white. My owner has cotton and it is white
balls.”
“It
smells sweet,” said Midge as she got her nose close to this pink
stuff laying on the ground.
“Try
it Midge,” said Jake.
Midge
took a small piece and smiled, “It is really sweet. Just melts in
your mouth when you pick it up.”
“It
is very sticky too,” said Booker-T trying to touch it and it stuck
to his paw.
“Come
on,” said Midge. “Lets go check out the circus. Lot of people
are already in the tent and the music has started.”
The
three ran around to the back of the tent and crawled under and found
a good spot under the bleachers.
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