WOLFETTE IS KID - UH - WOLFNAPPED!!!

     It's time, and more than time for me to update you dear prey.  Oh the things dear Wolfette and I have done, seen, and heard and the places we've been!

     We have become quite popular with the sailors since whenever we sail with them the rats disappear.  My Lovely Wolfette is such a good cook that she never runs out of ways to provide a tasty rat dish.  My favorite is Rodent Ragout. (DROOL!)

     We headed for the Phillippines where Lovely Wolfette decided that our dinner would be sweet and sour shark fin.  The recepe called for coconut.  I watched a local boy run right up a fifty foot coconut palm.  The child was only about ten years old, so I knew I could do it.  After a fifty foot run, I made it at least fifteen feet up the trunk.  Do not be alarmed, adoring prey: all is well as I landed on my head.  When I pulled my head from the ground, the tree seemed very happy to deliver several of the coconuts which added to the knot already there.

     We decided to leave, though, when found some very tasty shiskabob which they called "nga iihawin ".   We later learned, to our horror, that "nga iihawin" translated as "roast dog".  Happily we weren't too far from the docks when the butcher started chasing us.

     Our next stop was Japan.  Wolfette and I learned to eat fish with chopsticks.  It was rather crunchy and had splinters until we realized that you eat USING the chopsticks.

     The next stop was Siberia.  We thought the weather was slightly cool until we realized that both of us had turned blue.  I met an old friend from wolf school who had a job pulling a sled.  We howled together for awhile.  I loved his Russian accent:  AWOOOOOOOOSHKA!

     We saw Arabia and were very surprised when Wolfette licked this old lamp.  Up popped this fat, kind of foggy guy.  We ate him.  His head was already hurt - it was all bandaged up.

     Now we come to Rome.  We went through this arch built by this fat bald guy who liked to wear leafy twigs on his head.  He was still there - well - a statue of him anyway.  I stopped to borrow a horse for dinner while Wolfette went on ahead.  When I came to the corner where she turned, there was a message scrawled on the wall: "hansome wuf HELP!"  Then I knew she'd been wolfnapped!

     I sent for that famous detective, Sherwolf Bones.  He wanted his fee in bunnies, but I howled him into taking the horse.  His first try was in looking at everything through his magnifying glass while blowing bubbles from his pipe.  (Hey!  Wolves don't smoke!)  He came upon a sign in Greek - well - it was Greek to me.  He said it was an announcement for the grand opening of the Coliseum.

     I could think of nothing but my Lovely Wolfette in some cold cell with mice and rats and bugs.  All that food and I couldn't be there to eat it.

     We then called in the adoring prey of Club United.  In about an hour Link decided to Google the sign - it said, "Today Only!  See Christians fed to a ferocious wolf!  This four people were seriously bitten in capturing this wild animal!".  I knew that had to be my Lovely Wolfette!

     I looked for a phone booth to change in, but I guess the Romans all used cell phones - not a phone booth in sight.  I finally sneaked behind the Coliseum and changed into * * *  THE PURPLE PUMPERNICKLE * * *.

     The rest was easy.  Perrin Graycloak, the DJ changed into his wolf form (he's a werewolf) and we set off to rescue the fair purple furred maiden.  I jumped into the middle of the guards and while they were rolling around laughing, Perrin told them  puns and they ran screaming from the place.  My Lovely Wolfette is now safe.

     What awaits us in the next land we visit.  Come back here or go to Club United, Second Life Grid on Saturdays at 6:00 SLT (PST) to find out.

Wolfy