Annabelle's Wish Page #5

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Hmm, truth is, honey...

...pigs are fat and cows can't fly.

Let her dream.

Dreams are so important.

Oh, she'll grow out of it, Star.

I mean, I used to dream.

I used to dream of being famous.

You know, like Lassie or Old Yeller.

W-Well, m-maybe not like Old Yeller.

I am too gonna fly...

...over the moo...

...mooooo...

Moo.

# Wish I may

# Wish I might

# On my favourite star

# Let me feel, let me see

# The world from where you are

# Someday soon, Mr Moon,

# I will touch your fa-a-a-ace

# Flutter by Lady Butterfly

# Challenge eagles

# To a chase

# Round and round and up and down

No boundaries

# No fe-e-e-e-e-ar

# My heart was born

# To dream, to see

# The world from way up here

# My heart was born

# To dream, to see

# The world

# From way up here

Cock-a-doodle-doo!

So, as another Christmas Day

came and went, so did the talking.

Annabelle woke up

and she couldn't wait to see...

...if she'd grown antlers overnight.

Nope, the antlers and the flying

had all just been a dream.

Woof woof!

Moooooo!

When Annabelle didn't talk, Billy

wondered if he'd been dreaming, too.

Grrrrrrr!

Sheriff, Gus, is there a problem?

Yes, Charlie, I'm afraid there is.

Billy and his calf caused some damage

at the Holders'. Tore down a fence.

Well, Gus, I'm right sorry about that.

I'll pay for the damages.

- You know I'm good for it.

- Don't give me that!

- I know you don't have the money.

- But, Gus, I...

That's why I'm not asking for money.

I'll take that young cow instead.

Get her, boys.

He can't do that... can he?

Er... yeah, I'm afraid so, Charlie.

Heck, I'm doing you a favour.

Don't know how

you could afford to feed her.

Tell you what, if you can raise

the money in 24 hours...

...I'll make sure you get it back.

Well, thanks, but I just

don't know where I'd get it.

Let's go!

- Ahhhhhhh!

- Come on, you stupid cow!

What am I gonna do, Ears?

Remember? It was Sarah's

most treasured possession.

Oh, how she loved this old music box!

Mooooooooo!

Morning, Charlie. Thought I'd stop by...

...and see how you're doing.

How's the boy? Er...

Old buddy, if I had the money,

I'd give it to you.

I know you would,

but I think I've solved the problem.

What are you gonna do?

I've decided you can't hang on

to some things for ever.

Billy really needs Annabelle.

When I get the money,

will you get her back for me?

Oh, you betcha, Charlie.

It'd be my pleasure.

So, Grandpa did what he had to do.

He sold the music box...

...and he got Annabelle back.

He just knew some friends

shouldn't be separated.

# Spring is on the hillside

# And the sky's an easy blue

# It's a perfect time for all those things

# That we both love to do

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