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Show -6- At this point, Little Twirp dropped down on all fours and went through the motions of a digging badger. Ignoring him I went on. "These holes may be advantagous for badgers but for ranchers they are a pain. Because of badger holes ranchers lose many horses." Again Twirp interupted with a loud question. "How can a horse get lost in a little badger hole?" "Guess I do need to explain that," I answered. "When cowboys ride their horses out on the plains looking for cattle, the horses sometimes step in badger holes and break their legs. Then the cowboy has to shoot his horse to put him out of his misery." I continued with my report stating that on the other hand the good the badger does more than ofsets the damage in that he rids the land of harmful rodents. "It's sure a good thing the guys didn't follow that mother badger into her burrow," 1 concluded. "She might have made beefsteak out of their backsides." Thus armed with such knowledge about our pets, we watched them grow and develop to match the descriptions and characteristics described in our research; all the characteristics, that is, except the fierceness and agressiveness described. Those two pets were just that-pets-tame and playful. We named them Pet and Pal. They were the only animals Mother allowed in the house for any length of time. Spring warmed up into summer and it was evident that our friends had no intention of leaving. They were firmly entrenched in our household and in our hearts. Those two little rascals had made a hole in the screen door and each morning they scrambled up the back steps, through the hole, skidding across the |
