As
she followed Bob out to the fields, she saw the big, orange tabby cat
the farmer owned to keep the mice at bay. When Niva and the cat had
first met the tabby had tried to eat her, but over the first week
since Niva had come to the farm, they had become friends. She had
snuck the cat tidbits and morsels of the fishes or meats the family
had eaten for dinner hoping the cat would see her as closer to a
human than a bird or a bug
to be pounced on. The tabby let her hop on his back and take a ride
as they followed Bob.
Out
at the field Bob was using his tractor. Niva thought this tractor was
cool; she also recognized the danger the large machine could present
to a fairy who was only three inches tall. She had snuck in a window once
when Josaphine had left some sewing stuff out and had
taken
the opportunity to measure herself. She knew
she was a bit tall for a fairy
but tiny compared to the big tractor. To keep out of harms way she
flew up into a tree next to Tabby. He
didn't seem to mind her using him as a pillow as they lounged on the
tree branch.
Soon
she began to bore of watching Bob. She
decided to go home and finish repairs to her house. Some rain storms
were none to kind to it. As she flew to her house she passed the
stable. She decided to say hi to Lucy, the chestnut quarter horse Bob
sometimes used for farm work.
Niva
often gave Lucy a scratch behind the ears like she saw Bob do, but
she thought it probably felt like only a mere tickle to the mare.
However, since it was the best she could do it would have to suffice,
and she could fly around the horse to keep the flies off. The curry
comb was too large for Niva to try to use it on a regular basis. She
tried that once, but it took her whole strength to move it along
Lucy's fur so she figured she'd leave grooming to the humans. Maybe
if Lucy was really in need of a cleaning, Niva could try again, but
Lucy looked okay today. After
chasing some flies around for a bit, Niva headed on out.
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