Pork Chop Allie

H.J Rumper

Description

In her quest for Freedom, Pork Chop Allie had gone through a lot of misadventures. Along with Bella the Cow and the rest of the animals in the farm, they all became fugitives. This heartwarming story will surely expand your kids imagination.

Sujets

• Fiction Jeunesse
• Juvenilee Fiction

Informations

• Publié par: Xlibris US
• Date de parution: 26 octobre 2022
• Nombre de lectures: 1
• EAN13: 9781669852469
• Langue: English
• Poids de l'ouvrage: 1 Mo

Extrait

Copyright © 2022 by H.J Rumper.. 845366

All rights reserved. No part of this book may be reproduced or transmitted in any form or by any means, electronic or mechanical, including photocopying, recording, or by any information storage and retrieval system, without permission in writing from the copyright owner.

This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places and incidents either are the product of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously, and any resemblance to any actual persons, living or dead, events, or locales is entirely coincidental.


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ISBN:

Softcover

978-1-6698-5245-2

978-1-6698-5246-9

EBook

Rev. date: 10/26/2022
This book is dedicated to:
Nyx, who showed me that imagination and art, should come from the heart.
To Nathanael, Kevaughn, Brooklyn, Tweety, Izzy, Michaellee Rose, Zariah, Arhya and Jeremiah,
I hope your Dreams and Imaginations, set the world on fire.
And a very special thanks and appreciation to Herfa. Who once told me,
“A pig in America doesn t stand a chance!”
And thus I had to tell this story and share it with all of you.

1

CHAPTER
I t started as a beautiful Saturday morning, but everything would change for Pork Chop Allie and the Cherry Berry Farm by the end of the day. There was once a time when scores of children would visit the farm on weekends, but now there was just the occasional lost school bus that would show up when they missed the turn for the Aquarium. Oh sure, Shirley the shark was spectacular just don’t try to pet her!
Once the school bus doors opened the excited voices of young children roared into the air and all of the animals would come out from the barn to greet them. There were acres of animals on the farm, but Pork Chop Allie, or “Allie” as her close friends called her shared her barn with a select few. They were separated by their own smaller pens. There were Nanny goats on her left, and Billy goats on the other side of them. To Allie’s right there was a chicken co-op of hens. They were always gossiping about this and that. Across the paved path from Allie’s pen was a field of cows, one of which was Bella her “BFF” (Best Farm Friend).
“Hey look, a PIG!” Shouted an excited boy as a group of them raced over to see Pork Chop Allie. His name was Phil and he jumped up on the old wooden fence and started making insulting oinking sounds as he took one finger and pushed his nose up to his face to look like a pig. Allie was not impressed at all, but as he did that two cookies fell out of his jacket pocket and rolled right into her pen. In the blink of an eye she had scarfed them up and into her belly. They were peanut butter and Allie had never had peanut butter before. For a few seconds they stuck to the roof of her mouth, and it seemed the only thing she could do to get them down was roll over and maybe they would fall down. And so she did, she rolled to the right, and then she rolled to the left, and then she just stayed upside down for a moment and scooted on her back to scratch and itch. By then the flavor of that peanut butter had ignited her senses and she was very delighted. She jumped to her feet and raced around her pen squealing with excitement. The kids all laughed so loudly that tears came from their eyes and Billy Baker actually shot milk from his nose like an elephant spraying water. It went right onto Karen Robbs hair! She screamed so loudly it startled everyone and Phil dropped another cookie but this time it rolled into the mud just down at the end of Allie’s pen. She leaped into the mud after it which sent a tsunam i