The day started out like any other. He went about his chores around the farm. His first stop was the hay barn to get hay for the horses. That done, he went and milked the cow. From there he retrieved eggs from the hen house, and got them fed.
He was on his way to the farmhouse with the eggs and milk when off in the distance he saw a dust devil forming. Normally this is nothing unusual. But this one looked a bit off. It was moving towards him. He moved to the right. The dust devil moved to the right. He moved left. It did too! Then it rapidly moved towards him.
Dropping the milk and the eggs, he began to run. The dust devil followed. He ran to the left, then to the right, then left again. He stopped bending down, hands on his knees trying to catch his breath! He heard it coming!
The wind whipped at his legs, grabbing him and sucking him up in its grip. It held him there. It was then that he noticed the weather vane. It never moved. With a sudden flash he found himself in the land of Oz.
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