They strapped the massive wardrobe to Gogi. The donkey looked at them with profound betrayal. As they began the steep descent, the trail grew narrow. Don Bacho took the front, and Bedina took the back, steadying the wardrobe as it swayed like a drunken giant.
At that exact moment, Gogi the donkey decided he had had enough of family heirlooms. With a sudden shimmy, the straps snapped. The wardrobe teetered. "Bedina, hold it!" Bacho screamed. DON BACHO & BEDINA daagdo ...
"Bedina!" Bacho hollered. "Bring your donkey and your pride. We have work." They strapped the massive wardrobe to Gogi
And so, they walked back up the mountain, leaving the "dropped" history behind, already planning how to tell the village they had fought off a pack of wolves to save the empty air. Don Bacho took the front, and Bedina took
Halfway down, the path turned into a sharp, muddy ledge. Bacho, sweating and puffing, shouted back, "Bedina! Is it steady? Don't let it slip!"