Chapter – 3
T – Rex (The Rex)
I suddenly
had another idea, I spoke to the others in a whisper, “I think that we should
melt the Rex by giving him false praise and somehow get him into giving money
to us.” Not a bad idea, they all agreed. So I must take a little break from the
story and say (I am not boasting)
that I was the first who actually thought of an idea all the other offsprings
of my same blood agreed with. I don’t know if they had forgotten the
not-so-good idea which I cherished as my own, the save our money idea. Well, I
hope they had forgotten or will begin to feel a little embarrassed, on my own.
Now, ahem, back to the story. So, the Rex loomed over us like the mall looms over the ordinary street dog. Now it
was time to put my plan into action. I said, “Wow uncle, your breath smells
like, like peppermint.” Evidently as you might imagine, he wasn’t too pleased
with the remark. He said, “Let’s cut out the chatter and play something!” Even
though he is about 40 years old, he still behaves like a child to us, only.
Otherwise his voice booms out of a loudspeaker (his mouth), to us he almost
speaks like a girl. “Let’s play at horses, you will be the horse and we will be
the gallant knight mounted on you.” Said Bill, with a brainwave. So, (he could
never refuse to play a game) soon enough turn by turn each of us took a turn at
old Rex’s back. Our game ended when I was seated on the Rex and shouting when
father heard my voice and came to the window thinking that someone was hurt or
something… So, the Rex, a bit purple in the face said goodnight and marched
away. So, my idea was no good either. We
had spent all our time softening him up and we forgot to strike while the iron
was hot, which was hardened immediately by the circumstances of his departure.
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