Thursday May 15, 2017
“Izzy can I get you to help me in the barn please?” Rocky asked.
“Sure daddy but what about Hanna and Drogo?” Izzy asked.
“They’ll be fine. Grab the baby monitor.” Rocky replied.
“I’ll get dressed and meet you down there.” Izzy replied.
Rocky left and headed to the barn. Izzy got dressed then headed to the barn a few minutes later. Stepping inside the barn, she took in a deep breath. The air inside was stale and musty as it dried out from a thunderstorm that blew through just a few hours prior. She walked around to the horse stall and petted the horse’s head. The horse injured itself just days before, somehow cutting his left hind leg. Rocky figured it was cut on the old fence to the East.
“How you feeling boy?” Izzy asked the horse. It neighed in response. She patted him on his side.
“Up here Izzy.” Rocky said suddenly.
Izzy looked up in the loft and saw her dad leaning over the edge. She smiled and climbed up the ladder. Standing in the loft she looked around.
“What did you need help with?” Izzy asked.
“Nothing really. Just wanted to get you out of that room.” Rocky replied.
“Daaaad.” Izzy sighed out.
“You don’t need to stay indoors all the time. I know that you got used to it, but you need to get more sun. But you can help me get all of these boxes down from here.” Rocky replied.
“Okay daddy.” Izzy replied.
Izzy and Rocky spent an hour pushing old boxes from the loft onto a lift and then down to the ground. Most of them filled with junk and old parts from tractors, trailers, farm equipment and other stuff. Izzy climbed down the ladder and was grabbed on her waist by her dad. She let go of the ladder and was sat down on the ground. Izzy took the baby monitor and turned up the volume higher making sure neither pup was a wake. Content she sat it on a table and turned to face her dad. Rocky squatted down and opened the box.
“Oh wow. This is so old.” Rocky stated.
“What is it?” Izzy asked.
“It’s from a 1932 Ford tractor. This is a generator, similar to an alternator. These are a distributor and coil assembly. Your grandfather bought them to replace them on that tractor out in the shed. He passed away a short time later after falling sick. I was wondering where these got off to.” Rocky said pointing to each item.
“Oh.” Izzy replied looking at the baby monitor.
The two of them went through half the boxes and placed most of the stuff into a pile outside that was all junk. The rest went up on shelves to be used later. As Izzy pulled another box to the door Drogo started crying. His voice cracked over the baby monitor. She picked up the baby monitor and started to walk back.
“I’ll go take care of him. Just take a breather and relax.” Rocky stated then rushed to the house. Izzy pulled out a cigarette and lit it up. She listened on the baby monitor as her dad walked into the room and picked Drogo up and gagged. “Oh jeez that smell. How can you smell so badly?” Rocky said. Izzy giggled and took a hit from the cigarette. She walked back over to the horse with the cigarette in her mouth. She petted his muzzle again and then climbed over into the stall while being careful not to get behind the horse. She patted his side and looked at the wound. It was all stitched up and was starting to scab over. She squatted down to get some hay when she noticed his penis hanging down.
“Oh damn. I’ve never noticed a horse dick before. So large.” Izzy said quietly. “Dammit, I miss Cain being inside me.” She added.
Dropping the hay, she reached out and touched the horse penis. The horse moved to the side a few inches, startled from the sudden touch. The penis jumped and become erect within seconds. The horse huffed air out of it’s nostrils and tried to move around in the small stall. “Easy boy. Sorry boy.” Izzy said. She climbed back over the gate and headed outside to sit and finish the cigarette. As she took her another hit as Rocky walked up to her and watched with a slight frown. She smiled and put the cigarette out.
“I know you don’t want to hear it, but I wish you’d stop smoking those things. They’ll end up killing you.” Rocky said.
“I’ll stop eventually.” Izzy replied smiling. “How’s Drogo and Hanna doing?” She asked.
“They’re good. Drogo needed a change.” Rocky replied.
“Yeah, I heard, “how can you smell so badly.” Izzy said with a laugh.
“Okay. Let’s get the rest of these boxes emptied out.” Rocky replied.
“Can’t believe it took us four hours to clean this junk out of these boxes. I’m covered in dirt and dust head to tail.” Izzy said beating at her arms.
“Well, what did you expect in fifty plus year old boxes? Rainbows and sunshine?” Rocky replied with a smile.
“Come on lets go get cleaned up.” Izzy said leaving the barn lighting up a cigarette.
Rocky closed the doors and caught up with Izzy. He looked down at her as she exhaled a large cloud of smoke. He took the cigarette from her mouth and tossed it into a water puddle.
“What the hell?” Izzy scowled.
“You’ve had enough today Izzy.” Rocky replied.
“Could have let me finish instead of wasting it.” Izzy said rubbing her arms with her paws.
“Clouds are building up again. We might get another thunderstorm later.” Rocky said.
“Yup.” Izzy replied opening the storm door to the house.
Izzy headed upstairs but stopped halfway up and looked back down at the living room where he dad stood looking up at her.
“Daddy?” Izzy asked.
“Yes?” Rocky replied.
“Would you take a bath with me, like when I was younger?” Izzy asked.
“I don’t think that would be appropriate anymore sweetie.” Rocky replied.
“Please?” Izzy asked.
“No Izzy. Now go get cleaned up before your pups wake up.” Rocky stated then walked into the downstairs bathroom.
