WOOF, what a great weekend I had! Nelson and I dropped anchor at a big island called "Hawaii" where I ran into my long-lost cousin Bandit. Despite his name, he is not a pirate doggie like myself. In fact, he works for the Royal Order of Helmeted Collies, a very elite group of dogs charged with protecting the magical Menehunes that live on the island. Every morning Bandit and his ROHC teammates have to drink a special juice in order to see the Menehunes, and he says it tastes like peanut butter. That sounds pretty yummy to me.
I tried to get him to drink a glass of my own special juice (aka rum) with me but he said he was "on duty" and had to stay alert. So instead we spent the day eating cheesy puffs, chasing bunnies and reliving the litter years. Good times, mates.
Here is Bandit wearing his ROHC uniform and scanning the skies for seagulls carrying Menehunes:
Members of the ROHC get a flower on their helmet for each act of bravery. As you can see, my cousin Bandit is no whimp.
Posted by sea-rover
at 3:34 PM EDT
Updated: Monday, 11 April 2005 5:28 PM EDT
