My Dear Terry-girl
We’re off for Santorini, and well it’s the God awful hour of 4:00 am. I’m half asleep Terry-girl, I must admit that, and the Dill’s lagging behind with his toiletries and what to wear for the trip (He has 1 toga…what’s the problem Dill!). We’re late for the bus, I’m out the door, down the stairs, but nooo, Pic has to go poo!!! He hops off the pak, I don’t see Terry-girl, he thinks he’ll catch up, I won’t need to know. Bus doors are closing, I dive to get in….we’re off!!! And Dill still in the bathroom!
But Pic has no fear! He jumps to action! There’s Kostos the mule master, can you lend me a mule?! Dill rides like the wind, but this Jenny’s too slow! Pic’s in a hurry….so I won’t have to know!
He abandons his mule, and revs up to go! He’s off down the highway, he’s making’ up time. He rides like the wind, your Pickle’s primed!!
But ohh nooo, he’s run out of gas!! Today’s not his day, but he turns it around fast! He looks for the bus – he’s on in a flash!
Phewww, what a morning!! Your Cuke catches up!! How did you do it Dill we all want to know?? But Pic’s not divulging, suffice it to say; Dill’s back with his Peeps, spirits still high, he’s safe in the fold! Good god Pickle, you gave us a fright!
Cuke on the loose?? THIS my friend, will NOT happen again!!