January 9, 2017- I blinked hard a couple of times because tears pricked at the back of my eyes…It was Bernard! The big human flung open the door, let out a high pitched whistle and Bernard jumped into the front seat with us. The big human slammed the door shut and we continued to speed down the road at an alarming rate and made a few hairpin turns that made me queasy. I shifted my weight on the seat and turned my attention back to Bernard.
“I’m so glad you’re ok!” I said as I squeezed him as hard as I could.
“I thought you had exploded!”
He looked at me and with a raised eyebrow, “I would have exploded if I had listened to YOU and waited in the truck,” he said with a scowl.
“Well, I’m glad you didn’t bother listening to me…what happened exactly?” I asked.
“I don’t think this is really the time or the place to tell you,” he said as he looked out the back window and gulped.
“We’ve got bigger problems!”
I looked over my shoulder and noticed that the tall thin human’s henchman was pointing something out the window.
“What is that?” I whispered.
I glanced at Bernard and saw panic wash over his face. He was totally silent for a beat and it was if he snapped back into reality when I nudged him.
“That…” he paused “is a rocket launcher.”
August 2, 2016-Just as I was about to spring into action something caught my eye; in the back of the stolen police cruiser there was something that looked a lot like a rocket launcher. I blinked and tried to clear my eyes but the image remained the same…it was definitely a huge weapon that would cause a lot of destruction. Once again sirens were getting closer and I hoped that the real police were coming this time.
I unlocked the door and something amazing happened; a group of men dressed in black, with the letters SWAT emblazoned on their jackets, rushed out of the forest like a raid of army ants. Henri released grandpa and tried to re-enter the stolen police car; an officer threw a grenade type item into the vehicle and the SWAT team incapacitated Henri with a flash bang as grandpa was moved to a safe location. They took Henri into custody and the main road was flooded with police cars,tactical units and news crews.
The entire scene was chaos! I linked arms with Simba and the other animals and we huddled together in the truck; within minutes the police had approached the vehicle and opened the doors-the lights from the camera crews were blinding. “Looks like they’re all here-load them into the van and get them to a clinic to have a once over before you release them to their families,” a large officer said. The police loaded us into a large van where we waited for grandpa who was being treated for his injuries; I heard reporters yelling at him for an interview but he remained silent. Caleb squinted as he looked out the window and his tail started to wag for the first time since I’ve met him, “My family…they’re here!” Tears streamed down his cheeks and he shook with happiness-it would only be a matter of hours before they were reunited for good. I looked out over the crowd and saw a few familiar faces…the small, stupid human and the large stupid human were standing in the crowd behind caution tape…they were finally here to collect us.