Last night I ate cantaloup, one of my favorite desserts! And it was very ripe. I ate until my stomach was full, mmm mmmmm. Then I had another dream.
My care-takers took me on a trip (in this dream). We went to a strange park with a lot of different animal species running around and behind structures. Mostly chickens and other birds were running around. Then, a lion came up to us and asked if we wanted anything from the kitchen. My owners asked for a Coke. Then I stuck my head out of my shell and, to my complete surprise, I was larger than they were. I looked down on them and figured out that it wasn’t that we were in a park, but an over-sized plastic bin. And it wasn’t that I was in the bin. I was looking over the bin and saw that my care-takers were in it. Over the next few days they would often jump around trying to get out, and I would pick them up with my huge claws and scratch them by accident, put them down on the floor and watch them play.
I looked behind me and noticed a lot of other turtles of my kind, also watching the silly humans. They were taking notes about how the two-legged species communicated using strange sounds. And they would look to me because I was the only one who could understand them. So I translated what they said. And then we watched as they would stare at this large, flat window-like object for hours; the object had figures and another world inside of it. We wondered why something like that was interesting to them.
And that’s when I woke up. Weird dream.
For the record, one of my owners said that “cantaloup” was mis-spelled, that it should have an “e.” But I looked it up and the all-knowing dictionary told me, in your strange language and communication methods, that the word can also be spelled without the letter “e” at the end. Yes, I know, it looks strange to you, but that’s not my fault – it isn’t my language, it’s yours.
Till next post…