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Helicopter

 

‘Kuzco!!! Don’t be too exited!!! Your tail….. watch your tail….’ Joyce yelled when Kuzco and little Malha jumped around after one another with the wind pushing them forward.

 

 

‘Why can’t you be too exited daddy? It’s just so much fun running around in the park.’ Malha her little feet had to make double the pace, to stay beside Kuzco.

 

 

‘You don’t have to worry about that yet. You’re just a wee lass with a tail as straight as a stick with a pig’s tail at the end. When you are a bit older, and your tail looks like mine…. thén it’s time to get your excitement under control.’ Malha looked at Kuzco and shrugged her ears. ‘How very strange that is Kuzco…. Can we still play some on the grass?’

 

 

You see….

There is something very special about a cocker spaniel called Kuzco. It’s his tail. It is a very peculiar little thing. His long curly hair makes it look like a waving flag, but something happens to it when Kuzco is extremely happy. It spins like the rotors on a helicopter.

And because of that, Kuzco learned a very important lesson. When the wind blows harder than you can blow with your cheeks as round as a balloon, it is imperative for Kuzco not to be too happy.

 

 

On one particularly windy day, Joyce and Ramon decided to take Kuzco for a walk down the beach. But when it’s windy in the city, there is a gushing wind near sea.

Kuzco loves the beach so very much, that all his happiness couldn’t stay inside his body. And within seconds, his tail was spinning like a helicopter. All went well while he stayed between the dunes, but once he entered the beach, Kuzco was nowhere to be found.

Joyce and Ramon looked left and right, back and in front of them…. But no Kuzco. But where they didn’t look, was above their heads.

There he was, high in the sky. Even though he was a little scared, he was amazed at all the things he could see from up here.

 

 

He saw a bird hovering next to him, yelling at him in a language he didn’t understand. And he saw strange paper triangles that were on a leash. When he saw the tiny little people running with laughter after the leash, he immediately made a reminder for himself to suggest such a leash for himself.

 

 

Maybe Joyce and Ramon would laugh just as hard when he would run as fast as he could, wearing this same leash. It was a strange and peculiar world up here. And he couldn’t quite made his mind up if it was more fun up here than down there.

‘Kuzco, Kuzco!!!! Stop having so much fun up there!!!! It keeps you high in the sky!!!‘ Joyce yelled as loud as she could, because the wind made her voice never reach so far. But Kuzco’s flappy ears were also high in the sky, so he could hear her anyway.

‘But how do I stop having fun, when it’s so much fun???’

‘Think of having to go home right this instant! ‘

‘Right this instant?? But we just got here!?!’, Kuzco thought. And the second he thought of having to go home, his tail stopped spinning of disappointment, and he fell down.

 

 

Joyce was just at the right spot to catch him, so he wouldn’t hurt himself.

‘Your tail is spinning so hard, that when the wind gets beneath it, it makes you fly. And you can’t just go fly in the air, that is dangerous! You almost hit that seagull up there, didn’t you see? He’s pretty angry at you.’

 

 

So after that whole ordeal, Kuzco taught himself to keep his enthusiasm down, when the wind is blowing hard.

And then the strangest thing happened.

While Kuzco tried his best not to be overly excited, Malha stopped running next to him. Out of nowhere she bursts into an almost hysterical laughter, and dropped on the floor laughing. She just couldn’t stop.

 

 

‘What’s the matter little Malha? Stop goofing around and come join us.’ Joyce walked back to Malha, to come and get her. And then Joyce saw the reason why Malha didn’t come. Malha couldn’t help it. Because of the wind blowing through her hair, her unusually long eye lashes tickled in her ears. And it tickled so very much, Malha could only roll over laughing, and try to itch the tickles away. Kuzco had to laugh really hard about this. It was funny to watch, and now he wasn’t the only one whom was bothered by the wind.

 

 

So now there is also something very special about a cocker spaniel named Malha, it seems. It’s her amazing long eye lashes. It’s a very peculiar thing, those lashes. It makes her eyes stand out ever so beautiful, but once the wind is blowing harder than you can blow with your cheeks as round as a balloon, Malha has to wear a tiny rubber band around her face to keep her long, long lashes from tickling in her ears.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Whatever happened to Benjamin?

It was like an escape from the zoo. Everybody running around, loud noises everywhere. The only one wise enough to lay low, was observing from his dogbed. Kuzco was amazed.

 

 

It seemed like the world  turned upside down. Kuzco is usually the one who is jumping, running, and barking, but today everyone except for Kuzco is doing so. Joyce is running after Benjamin. Benjamin is trying his best to avoid.

 

 

Jools is angry at everyone for being in such a fuzz, and Ramon is trying to help Joyce while brushing his teeth.

 

 

Toothpaste is dripping everywhere, and all the hair flying in the air from Benjamin’s evading maneuvers, eventually stick to the toothpaste that fell on the ground, making it look like little ants wearing a fur coat.

 

 

Eventually Benjamin was caught, making a very dramatic cry while he was put in his carrier.

‘O dear, why is Benjamin in a carrier? Something must be terribly wrong!’ Kuzco got out of his dog bed, and sniffed at Benjamin, who’s head pushed at the bar of the carrier.

 

 

‘Why are you in there Ben, where are you going?’ Kuzco asked Benjamin. But Benjamin was in shock, he was so scared he couldn’t answer. While it was very amusing to see what happened earlier, this made Kuzco rather upset.

Joyce and Ramon put on their coats, and left with Benjamin in his carrier.

 

 

‘O dear, o dear’… Kuzco kept mumbling in himself. He looked out the window and saw them leave in the car. The car is usually a sign of fun stuff happening, but even Joyce and Ramon looked worried when they left. He grabbed Jaap in his neck, and shook him around.

 

 

‘Gggrrrrwwww!!! Why is nobody telling me what’s going on?’ Kuzco let go of Jaap, and while Jaap was ready to land, stuffing came out of Jaap’s nose and leg. ‘O no, I’m sorry Jaap! You’re hurt. When Joyce comes home, I will ask her to fix you.’

He didn’t have to wait for long, because Joyce came home. But without Benjamin and Ramon.

 

 

‘He there, my lovelies.’ Joyce smiled when she came into the room. She sat on the ground, and Kuzco and Jools were sitting next to her. ‘Ramon is going to work, and Benjamin is at the vet. He is a little sick, and has to be examined to get better. Tonight we can pick him up again. But then you both have to be real nice to him. Because you both know that it is no fun being at the vet.’

Jools gave her a nod and a purr, and went back to her spot to lie in the sun again. But Kuzco started crying. ‘O no, it’s all my fault,’ he sobbed.

‘You silly Kuzco, how can this be you fault?’ Benjamin is just a little sick, and needs to get better. The vet will do that. You know that right?’

‘No, no, Benjamin is sick, and I have hurt Jaap, because I was angry because I didn’t know what was going on. And now Jaap is hurt and so is Benjamin, and if Jaap isn’t getting better, so won’t Benjamin!’

 

 

Joyce smiled and wiped Kuzco’s tears dry. ‘Come and help me get Jaap. I will get my sowing kit, and clear the table so I can make ‘Operation Jaap ’ happening.’

Kuzco watched how Joyce was working on Jaap. He was proud of his little friend Jaap, for not making a peep during procedure. He taught him well.

 

 

When Joyce was ready, she wiped her forehead with the bandage that was left. ‘Here is your friend dear Kuzco, be careful with him the next hour, because he has many stitches. It was a lot of work, but he made it through. You can go cuddle with him now, but don’t lick the bandage off, or it will leave an awful scar.’

‘O Joyce, I’m so happy. I know Ben is going to be alright now too.’ He gave her a kiss, and grabbed Jaap carefully in the neck to take him to his dogbed.’

 

 

A couple of hours later, the phone rang, and Joyce left to pick up Benjamin. Off course Kuzco kept a keen eye on Jaap, but his ears were focused on outside. When he heard the car pull over, he jumped around, he was so nervous. The carrier was put on the ground, and when Joyce removed the bar, Benjamin carefully stepped out.

‘Benjamin, Benjamin, how are you doing. Did they hurt you. Jaap was hurt too, but Joyce fixed him, so I knew you would be alright as well. Are you-are you?’ Kuzco jumped on Benjamin, sniffing, and asking all his questions.

 

 

But Benjamin needed his space to recover, so Joyce told Kuzco to stay back, and when Benjamin would wake up, he could calmly approach Ben and ask his questions calm and quietly. Kuzco kept staring at Benjamin, he had a giant hole in his fur, and little pieces of dried blood on the pale skin. He couldn’t wait to ask all his questions.

When Benjamin woke up, he was surprised of all the attention from everybody. He felt a lot better after his sleep, so he was all ready to tell his story to Jools and Kuzco. ‘Wow, Benjamin, you don’t even have a band aid on, even while you’ve been stabbed by needle. Jaap is stabbed too, but he does have a band aid.

 

 

You rock Ben!’ Kuzco gave Benjamin a tab on his shoulder, and Benjamin smiled his biggest smile knowing he was missed, worried for, and loved. Even by those whom he thought, wouldn’t.

 

Catterpillow aka Benjamin

 

 

it's a bird

Benjamin looked up at the sky, and didn’t believe his eyes. Was it a bird, was it a plane? No, it was Jaap wearing a red large tissue. And not far behind him, was Kuzco looking rather dashing wearing glasses.

‘Why is Jaap flying and why is there a tissue on his back?’ Benjamin asked Kuzco who looked real focused at Jaap’s landing.

‘No, you stupid, that is his cape, I have one as well you see? We are superheroes, we do super important stuff. Jaap is the one who can fly, so our range to spot someone in distress is zero point one percent Joyce told me. And that sounds huge!!! So we are on the lookout. Jaap’s tail isn’t moving yet so no help is needed at the moment.’

‘Wow, how do you know all that?’ Ben asked.
‘Because I am Intellidog, I know stuff like that.’

catterpillow
‘I want to be a superhero too.’ Benjamin moaned, ‘how do I become one?’
Kuzco gave him his book. ‘You must read this, then you’ll know.’
But Benjamin couldn’t read, so he asked Joyce.

‘What will my name be?’ Ben asked eagerly.

mousy

Catterpillow, and Mousy’s name will be Victorinox.’

‘What is my talent Joyce?’

‘You seem to be like a pillow sometimes. It can hit and be hit by anything without doing any real damage. It moulds as needed. And nothing gets through. Yep, I think those talents work perfectly for a superhero. Mousy will be your cunning sidekick. With all his leggies he has multiple tools at hand. So use him well.’

cuddle
Benjamin cuddled Mousy, he was so happy he could be a cool superhero too, just like Kuzco. He couldn’t wait to activate his talent, and bedazzle Jools.

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