The pleasure of your company

is requested as

Jenn the gentle giraffe

and Jay the blue mare

Vow to share their lives

in a marriage ceremony

On Saturday, the third of April

Two thousand and ten

At four o'clock in the afternoon

Piggs Cathedral

1252 Matrimony Lane

Pigs Town, Hog Island

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Wedding Day

"...And do you Jay take Jenn to be your lawfully wedded giraffe?" the kangaroo reads soberly in black robe that almost covers the baby in her pouch.

"I do," Jay responds assuredly.

"With the powers that have been given to me by my education and my pedigree..." kangaroo brags,

"I pronounce you muse and mare. You may kiss the bride."

Everyone rises. Look at Jenn. She is beautiful with that long neck and extra long train. Hold on, she's coming.

"You're looking beautiful Jenn," I mouth as the proud giraffe trots by.

I haven't been out in awhile. I have no need to. I have my own newly remodeled hardened slop and reused brick abode. I can enjoy the comforts and the peace of Pig Town now that that mean old wolf is dead.

I'm glad to be here at this wedding though. I'm having a nice time. Maybe I'll write a poem or a song about it later, with a pencil in my ear and a notepad in my hand.

"Snout!" flutters a blue jay.

"Hi BJ! What's going on?"

"Snout, I flew all the way here from Bear Land," he continues out of the breath. "...To tell you..."

"Yes, come on..."

"Goldi needs you!"

"Goldi..." I say to myself as I reflect on where I met my friend.

It was at the Pig Town Courthouse on the day when I pointed out Wiley as the thief who took my momma and daddy from me.

"He was the one, your Honor! He was the one who did it! I saw him with my own eyes, I did," I cried, wiping my snout.

I wanted everyone to know that it is good to stand up for what is right. Besides, Wiley had to pay for what he did.

While my sisters were taking the witness stand, I rested on the courtroom steps to get some fresh air.

"Hello," a sweet, young voice sang.

"Hi..." I responded with lethargy.

"Don't beat yourself up. Everything will be okay."

"Yeah, that's easy to say."

"No, it will..."

"Yeah... Okay..."

"Snout, right?" she extended her hand.

"Yes, and you are..."

"I'm Goldilanimusa, but you can call me Goldi," she smiled.

"Wow, what a name! And it's sure nice to meet you Goldi."

"You too!"

"Well, I guess I better get back inside. My sisters should be finished telling their tall tales by now... It was nice talking to you..." as I begin to walk up stairs.

"I don't remember seeing you around here. Where are you from?"

"Bear Land," she called from the bottom of the steps.

"Oh that's nice. I hear it's beautiful there."

"Oh it is..." her voice trails.

That was the last time that I saw my friend Goldi. I hear that she's a celebrity out there. I remember that she had the prettiest head of gold locks that anyone in Pig Town had ever seen. And now Goldi needs me. I must be there for her.

TO BE CONTINUED