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Mac & The Rats

     Feb. 1945. Snow was on the ground. We needed ground corn to feed the farm animals.
     I awoke one Saturday morning to find everyone hurrying around, and headed for the barn.  There the half full corn crib was being emptied into the large machine to grind the corn, cobs and all.  Rats were running in all directions.  My little rat terrier dog, Mac, had killed many of them and was getting very tired.  Then he made a grab at rather large one, and it grabbed him by the tongue. We got him off the dog and proceeded with the work at hand.
     They were almost finished with the grinding, when Mom, in overalls, grabbed her thigh and screamed.  Everything came to a halt. All machinery was shut off. Mom was 8 and    months pregnant and everyone thought this was it.  She yelled "No there's a rat inside the coveralls."  She had a grip on the said rat and was afraid to turn it loose.    
     Finally when all the men had moved away, so not the see, Dad undid her overalls and peeled them slowly down to the rat and grabbed him.  Many  sighs of relief, and lots of laughter later. Brother was born two weeks later.    
     When we sold the farm and moved to California, Mac was missing.  With sad heart we drove off. One week later, Grandma went back to the old farm and found him there. She sent him by train to Los Angeles, Ca. we went to Grand Central station and got him.
Lou Anne Allen, Attended Moss Schools from the 3rd. - 6th. Grades.

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