Sunday, November 11, 2007
No Way Out!
Once we FINALLY got off the plane, Mark carried me through the airport. I yowled and yowled, but people stopped and said, "Awww", as if I were a cute little kitten looking for his mother, and some even laughed! When we reached the rental-car counter, I gave up.
With the paper work complete, I was picked up and toted out of the airport, into another blasted vehicle. Mark called Nancy to tell her, "I'm almost there. Relieved? Yes, but I'm still anxious... I won't be fully relieved 'til I get Brother Man to his new home." New home, I thought? He must know I'm listening, and that's code for "mad scientist's laboratory". But then he said something that made me wonder if I might have misjudged him.
"I'll call you from the houseboat."
Houseboat? Sure enough, he parked the car, unbuckled my seat belt, and carried my bag down a wet dock, with HOUSES on either side, floating in the water! He stopped at the third door on the right, conjured keys from somewhere, and unlocked the door, and in we went.
How am I to interpret this new twist? Am I to be pushed out to sea?
He carried me into a small room with a human-bed in it, then set my bag down on the floor and unzipped the top. With a gentle touch, he undid my harness, then opened the front hatch. We seemed to be alone in this floating house, so I stepped out.
Out of the bag, I started to explore.
I looked to the right...
... looked to the left ...
... and found there's no way out!
I'm captive in a floating home.
With the paper work complete, I was picked up and toted out of the airport, into another blasted vehicle. Mark called Nancy to tell her, "I'm almost there. Relieved? Yes, but I'm still anxious... I won't be fully relieved 'til I get Brother Man to his new home." New home, I thought? He must know I'm listening, and that's code for "mad scientist's laboratory". But then he said something that made me wonder if I might have misjudged him.
"I'll call you from the houseboat."
Houseboat? Sure enough, he parked the car, unbuckled my seat belt, and carried my bag down a wet dock, with HOUSES on either side, floating in the water! He stopped at the third door on the right, conjured keys from somewhere, and unlocked the door, and in we went.
How am I to interpret this new twist? Am I to be pushed out to sea?
He carried me into a small room with a human-bed in it, then set my bag down on the floor and unzipped the top. With a gentle touch, he undid my harness, then opened the front hatch. We seemed to be alone in this floating house, so I stepped out.
Out of the bag, I started to explore.
I looked to the right...
... looked to the left ...... and found there's no way out!
I'm captive in a floating home.
