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It was late afternoon when we sat on the stoep, Uncle Bill in his favourite chair puffing contentedly on his pipe. Springtime: We looked out over the fresh flowers blooming in a profusion of colours. I especially loved the yellow daisies.
On Uncle Bills lap ‘Dassie’ was curled contentedly. ‘Dassie’ had come to the homestead when Uncle Bill found him starving and alone as a very young one so that although his cage remained continually open he never strayed very far away.
I was a stranger to him having been sent to be with Uncle Bill and Aunt Betty for the spring holidays. I loved visiting their farm they were both such beautiful people, and gave me far more freedom than my mum and dad. I guess you could say they spoiled me. If I wanted ‘Dassie’ to sit on my lap I had to pick a handful of fresh green lucerne, animals just love fresh green lucerne, and sit still with it on my lap until he timidly climbed up to get it. Then he would stay only a short while before heading off to some other pastime. ‘Dassie’ was very lively and only seemed relaxed when sitting on uncle Bill’s lap.
What a happy time spring was and especially on uncle Bill’s farm.
Next day was Saturday and Uncle Bill would be home for lunch so Aunt Betty suggested I put a vase on the lunch table “to pretty things up a bit”. I rushed out and picked a beautiful bunch of yellow daisies. I wouldn’t spoil them by adding any greenery so I packed the vase full and a beautiful bunch of yellow burst out of the head of the vase.
To make it even better, Aunt Betty’s table was a solid timber and polished until it shined so that my daisies reflected in its surface. The table had a glass cover so that nothing spilled could spoil its shiny surface.
“Now you can just go and play until Uncle Bill comes for lunch,” Aunt Betty said, and off I ran.
I was enjoying my freedom when I heard Aunt Betty calling, “You’d better come and look at your flowers.”
“Why?” I asked. Leaving what I was doing I ran back to the house heading straight for the dining room.
The first thing I noticed was “Dassie” curled contentedly on uncle Bill’s chair at the head of the table. He seemed to be smiling like the Cheshire cat in Alice in Wonderland. As my eyes turned to look at the vase, I knew just why. The vase was pulled down and a few green stalks lay in the water that had leaked out, there wasn’t a daisy in sight. The little beast had eaten every one.
I cleaned up the mess brooding over what I would like to do to that ‘Dassie’. I then replaced the vase with another arrangement suggested by Aunt Betty. “I don’t think he’ll eat those,” she commented.
By evening I was back trying to entice “Dassie” to sit on my lap all anger forgotten. After all it was spring, a time of new beginnings.
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