And falling over the ball loses it's novelty a lot faster than you think. Plus, the TV isn't all that entertaining either. Besides, the twins aren't much fun. All she can do is simply sniff them. What's the fun in that?
So, one day, whilst trying to make friends with the woman from the postal service, Rina decided to pay the trailer park - where the Broke family lives - across the road, a visit.
After all, what better way than to get to know your neighbours, than to simply pop across and say hello.
The music was pretty loud as she approached and she wondered if they'd hear her if she scratched at the door. So, tentatively, she pawed the door and waited. The radio shut off, and the door swung open.
"Hey," said a jovial voice, "looky here Skip! It's a doggie!"
The air smelled strange. Yes, obviously, it was a strange house and all, and there was a strong scent of stale boiled cabbages and other unmentionable whiffs.
But this was different. It was ..... inhuman.
Rina felt very nervous now, as she approached the guy who spoke first. There was something funny about him. And that was funny strange, not funny hilarious.
His skin was pale, really pale, and he had a V shaped tattoo on his neck. As a matter of fact, so did the other guy too.
"Hey there cutie," he said, "there's no need to be afraid of lil ole me. Skip and me, well, we're just fine buddies dontcha know? Ain't that right Skip!"
"Yeah dad," came the reply, "we won't hurtcha!"
Rina waited. The minute he, or the other guy, did anything weird, she was out of there!! But instead, he reached down and patted her head.
"There, see," he said quietly, "there's a good doggie!"
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