Madison, Mojo, and Patrick

(PATRICK-------->)

Well, man, I now know my life has been crazy. I've walked around the block during the cold, helped a cat with opera, gone in Michigan, and even Indiana, and now, had the kittens done the craziest thing ever known in the history of the cat!

It all started on a perfect Wednesday. The kittens were just hangin' around, while I was just chewing on the sofa. I drank once or twice from the toilet. Then, our owners came back from a certain errand. They said that they were going to the pet store or something. How was I supposed to know about what they were doing? They came back with a small, hollow box with breathing holes on each side. The small size-the breathing holes-the creature-like scent-there was something inside. And then, someone pulled out- an old cage? What was filling it with bedding all about. And when they opened the box, a small hamster emerged.

Madison and Mojo said that he was black and white, and that was nice because I lack color in my eyesight. It was a hamster, like said, and his name was none other than- "Patrick." "Hey-let's go look at the hamster!" Madison advised. "Okay!" Mojo said. And they ran off. Then, I remembered what Madison and Mojo did to the fish. I knew I had to stop them- so I ran off. I jumped on to my brother's bed, witch was the location of the hamster cage. "You kittens can't handle caring for such a fragile creature." I said. "Hamsters bite all the time anyways." "But we're hungry!" Mojo said. "I know what you two are up to- and that's trouble, no good, and trouble." I said "Besides, you cannot eat him." I said. "PLEASE!?" Mojo asked. "NO!" I snapped. "Also you can't even get access to him-his cage is securely shut." I said. "We'll show you, right Madison?" Mojo protested. "YEAH!" Madison said. This was a war between pooch and feline.

That night, the kittens played a dirty trick on me and Patrick while I was sleeping. They opened Patrick's cage-and let him go. But then they got in a deep sleep, because this took place 5 hours after midnight. But that morning, a terrible thing happened. Patrick got his way into the empty water pipes. "Hey, where's Patrick?" I said. I noticed that there were little footprints in the dust that is near the only way into the water pipes. That's how I knew Patrick was in the pipes. "Who should get our lunch-I mean brunch- I mean 'hamster!'" Madison asked. "Well, maybe we should rule you out because you want to eat the thing!" Mojo said. "Maybe I should rule YOU out, too, because you also want to eat him!" I snapped to Mojo. I knew that I could maybe fit in those pipes. But if I was the only one who wanted a successful rescue, then I should risk getting stuck in some stupid pipes.

So I squeezed myself in there. Down, down, down I went in a steep pipe. I finally landed. Dust flew everywhere. I heard Madison and Mojo's voices, echoing. "Let's go in the other water pipe entrances and see if we can find Patrick before Lucy does!" Mojo said. After I heard Madison say "OK", they set off. Those stupid cats. I should have known. I started to try to hurry up. "Patrick!" I called. I saw dust prints. "DUST PRINTS!" I said. I started to follow them. But I heard a voice. "HEY, look, dust prints!" Now, I knew I had to do something. But then, I saw Patrick, under my feet, in a hollow pipe under me. There was a small crevasse where I could fit my paw to grab Patrick. Soon, I grabbed him. Then, he bit me. Patrick's hamster species possess a tendency to usually redundantly bite and be mouthy. And hamsters have sharp teeth. So even though it hurt, I held tight. I jumped up another pipe. It was like an elevator. I found a pipe that went across,(in a left direction, where the pipe is going this way: -------->.)

Now the kittens would never find me. "Hey, look, maybe Patrick's up there, in that pipe that smells a lot like Lucy." A voice said. "Ohhh, I should get moving!" I quietly said to myself. I carried Patrick in an almost completely light grip.He was squeaking, and moving and struggling in my mouth. "Okay, okay you stupid hamster, I'm going as fast as I can!" I ran out of the exit, bumped into the wall, and ran back upstairs.

After I ran back upstairs, I put Patrick back. I made sure that it was cat-proof by putting a ton of layers of blue duct tape, put ropes around the cage, and even put on 14 and a half locks on it! Then I put Dreadlocks on it.

Soon, Patrick was safe, there was no doubt about it. But the kittens were gonna come out. So I blocked their only exit by nailing some wood on top of their exits. Well, at least Patrick was safe. But then again, I hoped the kittens could find their way out...

The Flood Horror-Part 3: Fortunate Floods, (Based on a REAL experience)

Previously on Flood Horror, experience II, the streets were flooded even more severely. And the kittens saw it for themselves. And then, I found out that later, this afternoon, heat was on its way. And even though I thought I was out of it, I was wrong. What was I gonna be in for? Is it still possible to get a walk? And will I be able to see Beaumont? Find out now on Flood Horror, part 3, Fortunate Floods, based on a REAL experience.

Well, It was finally back to normal. Birds chirping and all that stuff. But I was wrong. I did finally get to go on a walk, humidity levels high during the jog. My owner and I went on a long jog. Large puddles in the sidewalk didn't block me. I ran through them, as puddles, and waves of water and mud jumped into the air. And when I came back, it was bath time.

I got out of the bath 5 minutes later, and went on a car ride. Where? To the local river. It's always high during a situation like this, so we drove there, and it was pure ARC. ARC stands for American River Club. That river was massive in terms of height of water. We passed the pool. It was overflowing along with a nearby forest campsite, and front yard. We also got ice cream. It tasted like the texture of a Lhasa Apso, a dog part of the Shih-tzu mix. And then, the weather worsened. The wind got harsher. It was raining so hard, you couldn't see through the window due to the rain blockage. Once we got home, one of my sister, Sarah's friends came over.

And then, it happened: THE POWER WENT OUT. And man, that was the worst night I've ever been through. I watched to see the havoc. The streets weren't flooding. Earlier it went rain, heat, rain. Now it's raining. Mom got flashlights, set them all over the place, and lit candles in some places. The worst was now over, but then, I heard a large crackle sound. Then, a huge chunk of tree fell onto the neighbor's blue, shiny truck. Many people rushed to get the branches off. Somebody used an ax, and somebody else used a chainsaw, or whatever they had. But luckily, the truck still properly worked. But the tree people moved the branch onto our sidewalk. It didn't matter anyways.

So my sister's friend's older sister came over to find Sarah's friend, or in this case, her younger sister. They played this game where you answer all these gross questions like, "Would you rather eat food that a stranger just chewed on, or clean between the toes of a stranger with your tongue." So, let's not get there. Eventually, night REALLY came. All of Sarah's friends had left.

No air conditioning, it was HHHHHHHHHHHHOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOTTTT! The power went out, so until later, the air conditioning was permanently on what it was on when we still had the power: 76 degrees feherenheit. So it was very hot, Mom was sweldering, Sarah was sweating, my brother and Dad were scorching! Later on, at 1:00 in the morning, the TV came on.

"Hi, Chunk E. Genie- Uss here, we have expectancy of power for everyone in our state!" said the TV. "WHOOOOOOOOOOOOHOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" I yelled. Chunky Genius ment that the TV was on, and that the power was on! I was free at last!

So next time, if you have any Flood Horror happen to you, keep in mind that I probably had worse, so anyways, this is Lucy, and the Horror of the flood saying-

THE END...

...FOR NOW

The Flood Horror-Part 2: "Em"-Barking to the Flood, (Based on a true experience)

Previously, on the Flood horror, experience 2, night was complicated to sleep in. Storms raged, and I saw that the street was flooded, and the city was worst. And Chunky Genius made thing worse, too, and I started to lack a massive appetite. And now we continue.

I was crestfallen to find out about our street, because I was planning to go on a walk. And you know how much I love those things. So, I went upstairs, and this was where Madison and Mojo were. "Hey, guys, look up through the window." I suggested. So, they did. Outside of blizzards, ice storms, and cold temperatures, winter is my favorite season. I saw that the street had worsened as the water started to crawl towad the driveway. The basement had never flooded- YET!

Later on today, I was still flabbergasted that not only I couldn't walk, because there was supposed to be no rain, but I couldn't play with Beaumont. I wondered how Willie the toucan, Destany the chicken, Fuzzles the lemur, Mister the Giraffe and all of them were doing. But forget that, later on, it started to warm up and this time, I thought I was finaly done. But I was wrong.

(READ PART 3 OF THE OUTRAGEOUS ADVENTURE!)

The Flood Horror- The Rainy Season (Based on a real experience)

Well, I've come really far after coming here as a crude puppy. But that means consequences. A perfect example is a 3-part event that meant that I could die due to the lack of safe weather. It all started on a very hot day.

"I hope it will rain tomorrow, because I'm hot!" I said. Madison was panting. Mojo was- well, getting sunburns, because he's an American Shorthair, and he's was getting sunburned more easily. Well, that night, I made a big regret. It rained cats and dogs, or in this case, Coyotes, wolves, dingoes, tigers, cougars, lions, and German Shepherds. I was woken up to the sound of throbbing-loud thunder, and the sight of flashes of light, witch probably was lighting. I was scared. I frantically opened the curtains. The street was flooding. It was worst thsn last time! I was tired.

The next morning, the street was back to minor. But then, at around 11:00 AM, the thing looked like a river. Then, I saw the weather channel. "We have an expencency of tragic weather. In Chicago, we have major floodings, and we have reported basement floods." said the weather reporter, Chunk E. Genie-US, A.K.A, Chunky Genius. And I started to bark. I was due to have lunch, but I lost my appetite to fear.

(READ PART 2, THE FLOOD HORROR: PART 2)

The Animal Shelter Post- How to help animals in an easy way

You know about animal shelters. And, I, Lucy, want to talk about animal shelters. Animals come to the shelter due to cruel things happening to them. Cats are over weight, or are strays, dogs are beaten, and almost close to death. And then, they have to be trapped. It's a major problem. Wouldn't you ever want to help them? Adopt today at your local shelter. You may find a friend for life. Weather kanine or feline, one is waiting. Waiting to have a new, forever home. You can help. One adoption could mean anything. So don't be a couch potato. Act out now. Remember, these animals had a life of cruelty, and if you adopt, it may create an amazing feauture, and bond. Don't just sit there, adopt now! ":-)"- That's what an animal will be saying once he or she has been adopted. So act now, and adopt your furry friend today!

Your Average Geckos, (An almost Completely true story)

Phoenix and Sahara. They are so cool. And I guess that the okay names are, too. Geek and Santa, their old names are pretty cool names. It makes them average, outrageous, and cool. And one time, Sahara really did lay eggs. 2, actually. Phoenix has less spots than Sahara, and is bigger than her. That's a picture of Phoenix right there, in the left corner.

It started when Madison, Mojo and I were watching the geckos. "Ooooooooooooh, Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh." I said, just draping myself by the bed nearest to the gecko habitat. I'm not completely colorblind. I can distinguish, gray, white, and black.

I was just relaxing, when all of a sudden, Phoenix bit Sahara, and wouldn't let go. "Crazy reptiles 911!" Mojo said. "How is that possible?" I said. "Oh, it just-is, I guess." Madison said.

Eventually, Sahara started to act weird. "Not normal!" Mojo said, looking at the geckos. Madison and I went to sleep, but Mojo stayed awake to watch the geckos. When Madison and I woke up, Mojo was all bouncy and excited. "IT HAPPENED, IT HAPPENED!!!!!!!!" Mojo yelled. Madison and I just looked at each other." Sahara layed two eggs!" Mojo said. "WOW, that's crazy!" I said. Madison fainted, so she had nothing to say. Sahara buried the eggs.

But still, we have come to wonder- what will happen between that 3 month long development of the eggs? We don't know, but we will tell you, but for now, we also don't know either.

Shaylee

One day, I, Lucy Love, was hanging out, until I heard my owners voice; "Lucy, time to kennel up!" That means that my owners are going somewhere, and I can't go. I overheard em' say a few things:

1. They were going to a relatives' house.
2. They owned a dog. She was medium- sized, wheaten-colored, groomed dog named Shaylee. I wondered who Shaylee was. Was she a dog who was just like that mutt one of my sister's friends used to have, or was she like me? I didn't know. Anyways, I decided to solve my mystery. I got a machine of some sort.

I started text messaging with Shaylee. I typed in: "WHO R U" Meaning Who are you? My reply was: "Shale" meaning Shaylee. Didn't help. So I typed in: "Tel mi!" Means: Tell me! I get this as a reply: "i tld u" Meaning I told you! I decided to just type "Get n wth t" meaning Get on with it! Reply: Good bi. Means Good Bye! Then, Shaylee sent me a "):-(" That meant B-A-D period. So we stopped text messaging. Naturally, Shaylee thought I was a stalker. And that's okay. You can never ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever trust strangers. So, I decided to find Shaylee myself.

I asked Mojo to see if he knew where Shaylee lived. He was so SMART that he out SMARTed Madion and I, who hoped that one day we could be as SMART as Mojo to outSMART the SMART Mojo. I got Mojo. "MOOOJOOOOO!" I called. Mojo came to my side. "What is it Lucy?" Mojo asked. "Do you know where Shaylee lives?" I asked. "Yes, I overheard our owners talk about where Shaylee lived. Here's a map I made all about it." Mojo said, and he gave me a paw-drawn map. All I had to do is go near Carter's house, make a few turns, and I'd be there. So I dashed outside and started to run down the path toward Shaylee's house. I ran for tons of minutes. Every 3 minutes, I felt as if I was gonna collapse. But I didn't. I ran for so long, I KNEW I was gonna collapse. But nothing could do. I kept running. Then, I was cold. It started to turn out freezing. I decided that I was near Shaylee's. I looked at the map. And I knew that on my left, was the house of Shaylee.

But first, I saw an empty pond. I knew that I could relax in there. But when I got in the water, it was so cold, I thought all of my bones would pop out. I got out. The combination of wet fur and wind blowing through it, created a very cold feeling. I went in the house. It was medium-sized. "Shaylee?" I suddenly said. A medium-sized dog came toward me. She looked suspicious. I gulped. And then, the dog said: "Who are you?" I was shaking, but managed to squeak out "Lucy." Then, silence. Shaylee finally managed to say: "So, yer' Lucy, eh? I've heard about you, and I wanna know, who are you?" I was a little off guard. "Well, do you, well, uh- Do you know who- who Carter is? Well, I'm his cousin." I said. "Carter, huh? I guess you're safe, here, I'll show you around. " Shaylee said, and she led me outside.

There, was a pond, but it wasn't empty. It was filled with massive, countless koi-like fish. Goldfish, to be exact. "Hey, Lucy, this is the koi-pond, even though these are goldfish." Shaylee said. "Cool!" I said. I decided to take a "dip" and I dove into the water. It was very warm. "Shaylee, you need to try this out!" I said. "Okay!" Shaylee said, and she jumped into the water. The fish didn't seem to mind.

After a little "chill" in the koi pond, Shaylee and I looked around for a little bit. And we chatted. "So, how are things lately?" I asked. "Well, nothing much, and it's been the good life lately. Wanna steal some food? Carter showed me how to steal food the best way ever!" Shaylee replied. Carter never taught me that before. And he never told me that he taught Shaylee how to steel food. Shaylee went under the table. She made the most convincing face I have EVER seen. And she got food. HAM! I did what Carter taught me, and IT got me food. HAM and spinach. Leave the spinach to the terriers. I fed the spinach to Shaylee.

We had a great time, but we had to go later on. At least, I did. "Bye, Shaylee." I said. "See y'all!" Shaylee said. And that's the story of how I met Shaylee. And I hope this dog's future, is great.