Tour Troubles
“The hotel lobby was busy with guests checking out. Susie and I picked our way through the piles of luggage to the waiting tour bus. EE puffed and panted behind us, loaded with my basket and bags.
‘I thought there’d be people to carry this stuff for us,’ he muttered under his breath as we joined the other pets and owners.
If EE thought I had a lot of luggage, he should see how much Doodle travelled with. Had I really just seen a set of hair curlers poking out of one of her cases?
Sud...denly, a roadie appeared beside us. His lime-green baseball cap was pulled low over his bright red hair, hiding his face. ‘Can I ’elp you, Signor Wilson?’ ‘Ah, excellent! You can take these, for a start,’ EE said and he held the bags out to the roadie.
The man’s eyes slid towards me. ‘Of course. But first I take ze rabbit.’ ‘I beg your pardon?’ EE said, lowering the bags in confusion. ‘Take her where?’ ‘Zere ees a special car waiting for ze star of ze show,’ the roadie said.MoreLess
‘I thought there’d be people to carry this stuff for us,’ he muttered under his breath as we joined the other pets and owners.
If EE thought I had a lot of luggage, he should see how much Doodle travelled with. Had I really just seen a set of hair curlers poking out of one of her cases?
Sud...denly, a roadie appeared beside us. His lime-green baseball cap was pulled low over his bright red hair, hiding his face. ‘Can I ’elp you, Signor Wilson?’ ‘Ah, excellent! You can take these, for a start,’ EE said and he held the bags out to the roadie.
The man’s eyes slid towards me. ‘Of course. But first I take ze rabbit.’ ‘I beg your pardon?’ EE said, lowering the bags in confusion. ‘Take her where?’ ‘Zere ees a special car waiting for ze star of ze show,’ the roadie said.MoreLess
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