We left my story when we were driving away from the village where we had met David, the vet, for the first time. (The first part of this tale is Paws for Thought, the second is Public Examination and the third part is Incredulity Overload.)
When we drew into the town where we had begun our search for a vet, the male biped suggested stopping for a cold drink and a snack. There was a bar on the main road with a large, shady area with tables and chairs. We chose a table and the male biped went into the bar to order some drinks and find out what snacks there were, while the female biped helped me to settle down. She opened up my folding bowl and poured some cool water into it for me. I was quite content to relax in the shade.
The male biped soon returned, bringing a menu. The waiter wasn’t far behind him, carrying iced drinks. The bipeds ordered ‘bocadillos‘ from the waiter. I relaxed and listened to the bipeds chatting quietly. They seemed as pleased as I was to wind down after our busy morning.
We hadn’t been there long before a man approached us. He was the man that we had met early that morning when we began our search for a vet – he had sent us to the local offices of Ministry of Agriculture. It seemed like a long time ago as so much had happened since then, but it was only a few hours ago. He’d spotted us from the road and had come to ask if we’d found a vet and how I was. My bipeds thanked him and said we’d seen a vet and I was going to be fine. They asked him if he’d like to join us for a drink, but he said he couldn’t stay.
A few minutes later the waiter brought my bipeds’ food. A few tasty treats found their way down to me. I was quite tired and I was just dozing off when I heard bells. I didn’t take much notice at first as the sound was a long way off. It gradually drew nearer and nearer and it became louder and louder, till it sounded as though it was in the main road in front of us.
I sat up to take a look. I blinked. I shook my head. I blinked again. The road was full of sheep and goats, hundreds and hundreds of them – maybe even thousands. It couldn’t be true!
I thought, “Curiouser and curiouser!”
I almost expected to see Alice, along with the White Rabbit. Then I remembered that I’d been given an injection and surmised that I was hallucinating. I decided that if the drugs were that strong the best thing to do was to sleep while they did their work, so I settled back down and closed my eyes.
As I drifted off to sleep, I thought I heard the male biped say, “If I’m not mistaken, Clowie just said, ‘I don’t believe it!'”
He had the sense of it correct – I’d say that’s close enough for a biped! When they woke me up to take me home, things seemed to be back to normal – apart from a lingering smell and lots of poo in the street that I wasn’t allowed to investigate.
Later on, I heard the bipeds talking about it and I discovered the goats and sheep had been real! Some of the farmers in the area still take their animals up to the mountains to graze for the summer. We had seen them being brought back down in preparation for the winter.
What a day it had been!
See you next Wednesday!