Chapter 14

“Wake up,” Sally said as she walked into the room.

“Quack?”

“Yes Merlin, it’s morning already.”

“But it’s still dark,” Scottie complained, “do we have to?”

“We have to,” Sally said. “Besides, breakfast is ready.”

“Quack?” Merlin asked.

“Hot dogs and scrambled eggs...”

“QUACK, QUACK, QUACK!” Merlin interrupted, flapping his wings and running around the room again! “QUACK, QUACK, QUACK, QUACK, QUACK!”

“No silly,” Sally laughed, “they’re not duck eggs.”

“Quack?” Merlin asked.

“No,” Sally explained, “they’re not chicken eggs either.”

“What kind of eggs are they?” Scottie asked.

“Why they’re chocolate eggs,” Sally answered, “And there’s biscuits and gravy too.”

“Quack,” Merlin complained.

“Not even chocolate gravy?” Sally asked.

“QUACK!” Merlin shouted as he pushed Scottie out of the bed and towards the door, “QUACK, QUACK!”

“Okay, okay,” Scottie said rubbing his eyes, “I’m up already.”

After breakfast the three of them walked outside to the garden. The air was fresh and scented like candy. The trees were heavy with fresh jelly beans and the lollipops grew all over the garden looking like flowers of every size and color. “I thought hot dogs came from pigs,” Scottie said.

“Most do,” Sally laughed, “but my hot dogs grow in my garden.”

“But all I see is lollipops,” Scottie said, “where are the hot dogs?”

“Go pick yourself a lollipop,” Sally said. “Pick anyone you like. You too, Merlin.”

Merlin and Scottie walked into the garden, selected the lollipops they wanted and gently pulled on their stems when much to their surprise the entire lollipop, roots and all, came out of the ground to expose dozens of hot dogs growing on the roots much like peanuts and potatoes grow on roots. “Wow,” Scottie shouted, “your hot dogs do grow in your garden!”

“They sure do,” Sally laughed. “Now let’s get busy picking enough for today’s sales.”

It didn’t take but a few minutes for the three of them to pick all the hot dogs Sally would need for the day. When they were finished picking, they loaded the sidecar and made themselves ready for the trip back to town. Just as they closed the door behind them they heard someone knocking on the door from the inside. “That’s strange,” Sally said, “people usually knock when they want to come in, not when they want to go out. I wonder who might be in my house.”

“Quack,” Merlin answered.

“I forgot all about the hopping box,” Scottie said. “It must have hopped out of my pocket while I was asleep.”

“And apparently it woke up late,” Sally said as she opened the door allowing the hopping box to hop out the door only to land on Scottie’s shoulder once again.

“Oh well,” Scottie said, “he’s awake now.” And with that all three of them began laughing.

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