The Island is full of these nasty little bugs. They are horrible. They attach themselves to me and are so gluttonous that they drink my blood, my precious blood, until they get totally fat and actually eat themselves to death. Captain and the ferry drivers then have to pull the bugs off me because they don't fall off when they die. Luckily Captain caught one before it could kill itself, thus beating it at it's own game (even though she had to light it up with a match to kill it). Now, I am not to say that I wouldn't eat Mama's cookies until I got sick, but I don't think I would eat so many as to kill myself. Then again, what a way to go.
The Captain and ferry drivers are on to my love of the cookies too. They have been taking them on our tours and luring me away from the yummy treasures on the sides of the walkways by offering them to me when I "leave it." I have a feeling Captain will be using that new machine that cooks the cookies an awful lot.
Finally, speaking of the ferry drivers. The King and Queen ferry drivers both came together for my second walk. Captain was still home working (which I loved because I spent the day on the comfortable leather cushion sleeping) when they came, but she and the Queen kept giggling about a new pretty ring that the Queen was wearing. They would look at the King with baby four legged being eyes when they were talking about it. I don't get the female breed at all. . .
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