Wake up

Geez...I couldn't have gotten up if I wanted to this morning. I needed to because I wanted to...that's how I was able to haul myself outta bed and get down here to log on. Anyway, my escape:

They wanted to test my flying and one of the nice scientists (His name is Dan...he's a new one) convinced them to let them test in outside....in a boat, in the middle of nowhere. Real smart people. I was flying above them (of course I was tied to the boat) and I decided that I was going to dive into the water at full speed. (Now that I think about that move, it wasn't the smartest....)

Luckily I rocked the boat hard enough to disorient the white coats and nobody saw Dan release the cord I was attached to. I thought it would be safer to start flying above the boat (holding the cord so they would think I was still tied) and then dive bomb again, this time letting go and going under. Of course, my timing is always just SO perfect because just as I hit the water a gigantic WAVE knocked the stuffing outta me. If Gemini had not have been hunting, I would probably be dead. (She had apparently been following the boat, but she couldn't swim and she didn't think I would have done something like that, so she stayed on land) The wave actually pushed me close enough for her to get me and then she waited for Ray, who helped me fly back to the house.

And that's when Holly got in BIG BIG trouble. Gemini walked in and saw it first. Apparently, she had found some packets of oatmeal...that you CAN'T eat (Gemini had just bought a whole box of the stuff) and ripped them to shreds and licked it into the carpet and ate it...she was covered with it and so was everything else. As you can imagine, she slept in her kennel that night. It was four hours of clean up to do...FOUR HOURS. I had to bathe the darn dog and then clean my whole bathroom, vacuum the floor, get a wet cloth to get up what had been licked into the carpet, vacuum off the furniture and do the same thing with the cloth, take the dog outside and wait fifteen minutes for her to go to the bathroom, Radar had to wash up some of the other animals that had gotten into it. Gemini insisted that we do laundry and wash the oatmeal covered towels. Then we had to take our own showers and get ready for bed and by the our heads hit the pillow we were exhausted. I could barely get up...like this morning.

Sunburn is not that bad anymore, and Ray, I wasn't allowed to get sunburned, but that was when I was with you at the pool that day. Being with evil deranged scientists doesn't count apparently.

I don't know what else to type and MAN OH MAN am I HUNGRY.....
What to eat what to eat.....I hate this question because there is hardly ever anything good....

Love you Sonar

Talk to you later Ray

Echo

Ps. Still no sign of Storm?? I didn't see her in my ...uh...travels. I didn't see anyone really...I was in the I.R. (Isolation Room) [although it was more of a house....]

Pps. Is it a bad thing to admit that I really wanted to drown some of the stupid people on the boat?? Wanted...and tried?