Pirate's Log Book

Adventures at Sea

March 14, 2005

Escape from Pupcatraz


Ooh. Guess ye really meant that.

Discipline on the ship be a harsh mistress. The Toller o' Nine Tails be a difficult master to work for - though we be a-playin' games, he sets the limits n' the rules, n' sometimes he's not afraid to tell ye "Yarrr! AVAST!" and give ye muzzle a shake.

Other than that, he be a good lad - defends me against the First Mate when she gets carried away, n' sometimes helps me gang up on her. We've had to put her in her place on a number of occasions in the last few weeks - she be thinkin' of takin' over the ship n' we're way too loyal to the Captain to let her do that. Yarr. She be walkin' the plank if she don't be behavin' or worse still - we'll send her to Davy Jones! I always knew havin' a wench on board would be bad news (except for the Captain, of course). She may be bringin' bad luck, which would explain the lack o' wind in our sails this past week.


WE WIN!

*whistling innocently* I didn't do it.

I fought bravely against the GATE OF DOOM at the top of the stairs. For weeks and weeks, I have been tryin' me paw at jailbreaking - usually with great success. The Navigator and the Captain couldn't keep me contained even if they tried! They came up with all sorts of tricksy ways to block up the gate, but I was more clever than they be! I learned to take a flyin' leap and JUMP IT! HA! I also figured I could body-slam it and eventually either be takin' out half the upstairs hull wall and escape that way, or knock the durn thing down the stairs. I felt victorious! FREEDOM! Freedom be miiiiiiiine! MIIIIII--

... unfortunately, the Captain, she be havin' other plans. We went to shore n' came home with a big box. I ate the cardboard inserts, and the instructions, just to foil her nefarious plans - with the Captain's current bad back situation, I can outrun her if I have to n' hide under her hammock. HA! Still, she be a decent engineer. She installed this... this... contraption made to keep lil' cabin boys on the upper deck. I haven't found a way to knock this durn thing over yet, but I be tryin'. I can't jump it either. Something here is not fair. IT BE NOT FAIR AT ALL!
Um... well this didn't go accordin' to plan. Um... sorry mateys.

Please? PRETTY PLEASE?

If anybody has a wrench and opposable thumbs and wouldn't mind lending a pirate some help, I'd be grateful for assistance in me daring escape.

~Pirate.

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