Look Who Went To The Farm! The Adventures of Jake, Willard and Winston

Three friends look for adventure on the farm only to find a big pain in the end.

Once again, we find our mischievous trio, Jake, Willard And Winston at home in the neighborhood. They have become restless and their ADD doesn’t help at all. They have gathered around the big red fire hydrant next to the alley and are discussing what they will be doing today. “We’ve got to do something fun.” Willard complains, “We haven’t had any fun in weeks.” “By no fun I assume you mean, no fun insomuch as we haven’t left our neighborhood, almost gotten caught and ended up hungover for three days.” Winston said disapprovingly.

“Well, it just so happens, I overheard our people talking last night.” Jake said, “They were talking about going somewhere called a farm. They said we would love it so we must be going too.” “A farm?” Willard said, “What’s that?”, Winston spoke up, “I’m not completely sure but if our people are taking us it can’t be too bad. You two can run around like idiots and I can take a well deserved break.” Jake continued, “I heard them say we would be going tomorrow.” Winston advised, “In that case, I say get rested up. Tomorrow the adventure begins.”

Bright and early the next day the families loaded everyone in their respective vehicles and started their long trek from the neighborhood to the farm where they had all grown up. When they arrived Jake, Willard and Winston could barely stay calm. Willard couldn’t be calm if he wanted to. You know how little dogs are.
They were let out into the big yard and left to run the farm as they pleased. “What do we do now?” Willard asked. “Let’s explore this place. There’s got to be something around here that’s fun!” Jake exclaimed. Winston wasn’t so excited about the prospect of exploring but he figured he had better go along. You never know what trouble Jake and Willard could end up finding.

The three wandered about the front yard for a moment. Peeing on trees and flower pots. Then they decided they would head towards a big building they had overheard was called a barn. They approached and saw the strangest thing. Several birds wandering around picking at bugs on the ground. Willard was on edge as usual. Winston did everything he could to keep him quiet and calm but that was almost impossible. “Hey!” Jake said, “What are you?” But since chickens can’t speak dog, they just went about their business. Then Willard got offended. He began yapping and barking. Running back and forth. Well, the rooster didn’t take kindly to the interruption and began chasing Willard. Jake and Winston followed, laughing hysterically. “I don’t think they want to be interrupted Willard!” Jake yelled as Willard barely escaped behind a bale of hay. “I’ll be more careful next time.” Willard huffed, wiping the hay and dirt away.

“What’s in this building anyway?” They wondered.
Jake led the way through the barn door and into the dimly lit barn. They could hear something BIG in the stall ahead of them. Winston tried speaking this time, “Hello? We’re just visiting from our neighborhood in the city. We don’t mean to interrupt.” They could hear smirking behind them. It was the farm dog. He was laughing at the “city boys” as he called them. “What do you think you’re doing? None of these other animals, especially that horse, can speak dog.” He said. “My name's Rufus. I’m a farm dog. And who might you be?” Rufus asked. “We came with the family. We were just exploring a little.” Winston began. “We were looking for a little excitement.” Jake interrupted. “Excitement? Well I know just where to take you. Let me introduce you to Big Bubba.” Rufus said a little too happily.

Rufus led Jake, Willard and Winston out of the barn and across the back yard to a big pen made of wood and wire. In the pen was a very large pig. His name was Big Bubba. “This place smells awful," Willard complained.” Yapping away. Big Bubba stuck his head through the pen and said, “If you had to live in crap and mud you’d smell awful too. But that’s my thing so blow it out your tiny dog butt.” The three were amazed! They could understand Big Bubba. “How can we understand you?” Winston inquired. “When you live in a pen you learn to talk to whoever comes around. Rufus and I go way back.” Big Bubba said. “They’re looking for excitement.” Rufus said to Bubba. “Oh they are?” Bubba replied. ”I can help with that but I need a favor first. The farmer forgot my pale over there in that corral beside the barn. I’m gonna need it. Could you guys run over there and grab it for me? Obviously I can’t get it myself.” “Sure!” Jake replied. “Come on guys.” Winston had a bit of a bad feeling but he kept it to himself and off they went. They crawled under the fence and made their way to the pale in the middle of the corral. As they went to pick it up they heard a heavy breathing behind them. As they turned to look, a huge and very angry bull charged the three. He picked up Willard with his horns and threw him across the corral and over the fence. He turned and began chasing Jake around and around the corral. Luckily Winston escaped under the fence during the commotion. Jake almost got away but the bull caught him and threw him over the fence and into a large water trough. Rufus and Big Bubba laughed so hard they fell to the ground trying to catch their breath. “How’s that for excitement?” Rufus laughed.

Jake, Willard and Winston were exhausted. This had been all the excitement they could handle for the day. They limped their way back to the farm house where they ate and found nice warm beds. Here they could recuperate. With their egos bruised Winston muttered to Jake and Willard, “‘How’s that for excitement? he said’. I hope you two are happy!”

The three enjoyed the rest of their peaceful evening inside the farm house. They had learned a lesson and once they could walk again, they vowed not to be so gullible the next time they roamed the barnyard.


The End