“I am feeling sick today,” said Mrs. Hansen.
“You probably have the same flu that I just had,” said Mr. Hansen. “You should go back to bed. I can look after things here.”
“What about Father’s Day?” asked Mrs. Hansen. ”Jenny and Ricky are coming. I have a whole dinner planned.”
“Unfortunately the kids can’t make it,” said Mr. Hansen. “They just sent me a text.”
“I am sorry,” said Mrs. Hansen.
Mr. Hansen turned Mrs. Hansen around and pointed her toward the bedroom. He helped her get back into bed. Then he went down to the barn to do the chores.
“When are Jenny and Ricky coming?” asked Fawn, seeing Mr. Hansen in the barn. “Spot and I are so excited to see them.”
“They aren’t coming,” said Mr. Hansen. “And Mrs. Hansen has the flu that I just had.”
“What about Father’s Day?” asked Fawn. “Mrs. Hansen had a dinner all planned out for you.”
“I guess it will have to wait,” said Mr. Hansen, sadly.
Fawn went into the kitchen of the barn and told Spot what was going on.
“Oh,” said Spot. “Poor Mr. Hansen. He has done so much for everyone.”
“I know,” said Fawn. “I feel bad for him. I have an idea. Why don’t you and I cook dinner for him?”
“Yes,” said Spot. “We can do that.”
Fawn and Spot went up to the main house. They both started cooking. Mrs. Hansen heard a noise in the kitchen. She was starting to feel better. She went into the kitchen to see what was going on.
“What are you two doing?” asked Mrs. Hansen, seeing the two cows in the kitchen.
“We are cooking Father’s Day dinner for Mr. Hansen,” explained Fawn.
“We heard Jenny and Ricky aren’t coming and that you weren’t feeling well,” said Spot. “Mr. Hansen does so much for everyone. We thought we would cook for him.”
“That is so sweet of you,” said Mrs. Hansen. “He will love it. Do you want me to help?”
“No,” said Spot. “Fawn and I have it all taken care of.”
“How about I set the table?” asked Mrs. Hansen. “I am feeling better.”
“Sure,” said Spot.
“Oh my!” exclaimed Mr. Hansen, when he come up from the barn. “What is this?”
“Our two cows have cooked dinner for you for Father’s Day,” said Mrs. Hansen.
“Happy Father’s Day,” said Fawn and Spot together.
“I don’t know what to say,” said Mr. Hansen. “Thank you so much! This means so much to me.”
Just before they sat down to eat, there was a knock at the door. It was Jenny and Ricky.
“Happy Father’s Day,” they both announced.
“I thought you two couldn’t make it,” said Mr. Hansen.
“We only said that to surprise you,” said Ricky.
“You definitely did that,” said Mr. Hansen, wiping a tear from his eyes. “This is the best Father’s Day ever.”
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