Rosalynn
In the tavern that evening, Rosalynn overhears the mayor discussing a job he has for Pat regarding slaughter of one of his pigs. Eyes widening in horror, she jumps up from her chair screaming, Oh no!! Spot is there!! Please don't kill Spot!! and makes a mad dash for the door and outside, racing off to save her beloved pet. Another plan backfired!
Racing to the mayor's ranch, when she reaches the pig pens she searches frantically amongst the pigs there for her pudgy pet. Heaving a sigh of relief as she sees Spot, Rosalynn calls to her and opens the gate to let her out. Getting a thin stick for help, all the way home Rosalynn raps on Spot's behind to keep her moving at a steady pace as she's had time to come up with another plan. Grinning wickedly to herself, upon reaching home she puts Spot in her pen and goes into the house.
Looking in the cupboards, she finds a large mixing bowl and filling it first with flour, then adding water slowly, she mixes the conglomeration to a thick, pasty consistency. Laughing softly to herself, she goes back outside and to Spot's pen carrying the bowl with her. After letting herself in, she quickly smears the gluey concoction all over the topside of Spot's body, around her eyes and ears and snout. Then quickly before it dries, she grabs handfuls of unwoven wool and sticks them against the paste while humming softly and waiting for the paste to dry. Standing back, she admires her handiwork.
"Spot, you make one very u..u..ugly sheep!" she laughs noting that Spot doesn't look very comfortable in her new disguise. "We'll find you a guy friend yet!"
Applying the finishing touches, Rosalynn cautiously takes Spot back down to the mayor's pig ranches and once more lets her into the pens to be with the other pigs. "There, they definitely won't mistake you for one of their pigs this time." Laughing, she heads back home again to clean up before heading to the tavern.
Racing to the mayor's ranch, when she reaches the pig pens she searches frantically amongst the pigs there for her pudgy pet. Heaving a sigh of relief as she sees Spot, Rosalynn calls to her and opens the gate to let her out. Getting a thin stick for help, all the way home Rosalynn raps on Spot's behind to keep her moving at a steady pace as she's had time to come up with another plan. Grinning wickedly to herself, upon reaching home she puts Spot in her pen and goes into the house.
Looking in the cupboards, she finds a large mixing bowl and filling it first with flour, then adding water slowly, she mixes the conglomeration to a thick, pasty consistency. Laughing softly to herself, she goes back outside and to Spot's pen carrying the bowl with her. After letting herself in, she quickly smears the gluey concoction all over the topside of Spot's body, around her eyes and ears and snout. Then quickly before it dries, she grabs handfuls of unwoven wool and sticks them against the paste while humming softly and waiting for the paste to dry. Standing back, she admires her handiwork.
"Spot, you make one very u..u..ugly sheep!" she laughs noting that Spot doesn't look very comfortable in her new disguise. "We'll find you a guy friend yet!"
Applying the finishing touches, Rosalynn cautiously takes Spot back down to the mayor's pig ranches and once more lets her into the pens to be with the other pigs. "There, they definitely won't mistake you for one of their pigs this time." Laughing, she heads back home again to clean up before heading to the tavern.