Two pigs and a rat (4)
The grim day had come at last. Rasher had finally accepted his end. He could hardly move. His arse was shoving the glass out of the window of the back of the shed. In a way it was a pity he wasn´t fatter , he could have simply breathed out and collapsed the prison walls. He heard an eerie whistling and looked upwards. There was farmer Gillespie stepping out of his bright red van. Rasher gulped. The rat was the first out to greet the farmer. The other pig stayed indoors and out of sight. He was afraid of the farmer and he never quite trusted the rat.
The rat directed the farmer to where Rasher was securely held. Rasher screamed. The rat smiled. He unlocked the door and helped the farmer tighten some rope around Rasher´s head and feet. Then farmer Gillespie threw Rasher up on his back and struggled towards the van where he flipped him into the back. He locked the doors.
Rasher screwed his snout up to the van glass, pleading to the rat, “don´t do it, don´t do it.” he implored.
The rat ignored him and farmer Gillespie being an ignorant human had no idea what the poor little fat pig was saying anyway.
The van drove off.
There was an awful windy silence.
The rat counted his money. “Two thirds for me and one third for the sissy pig in the house.” he said.
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