Steve`s Country
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The Investigators, Inc. Nowhere. Chapter 3.
Muffin looks at me, Meow,meow.=You not say anything, let me talk. “Steve?, Steve, is that you?,” asks Linnea. Meow,meow.=Human Linnea, this Muffin, we in big trouble, not know where we are and my human sick, lose memory, not know who he is or who we are. Need to call Rossana, she can find us through your watch and human Steve watch. Must go fast. Lena heard all this and was already calling Rossana. Rossana started things going and pinpointed our location, “wow,” she said, “they are way over in Germany in a very remote part of a forest. We will get a police helicopter out there right away.” Then Baldwin asked for the location, he had his helicopter sitting in the yard at their chateau. He got some of his men on board to go look for us, well armed men.
Linnea wanted to go also and Lena decided she better go too, in case Linnea needs help. Baldwin then decided to stay back with Calanthe. It was a large helicopter and would easily reach us in time. Of course the cats and I did not know about this time limit deal. We just sat and waited. A police and forestry helicopter arrived at the location, but there was nothing there, except trees. They did not see a house or us anywhere. So they decided to expand their search a bit. Baldwin’s helicopter showed up around 3pm. Meow!=Hey, I hear chop chop bird! “What is that?” I ask. Meow,meow=it big kinda plane with choppy thing on top. “Oh, you mean a helicopter,” I said, “hey, that means someone is here looking for us.
Meow,meow!=Maybe it human Baldwin helicopter! Suddenly I got very angry. “Baldwin? Baldwin?! I’ll kill him, I’ll kill him!!”, I yelled angrily. The cats looked at each other and Chomp! Chomp! “AAAA!!!”, I yelled, “why did you do that?” I had settled down to normal as quickly as I had gotten angry. Meow.=You go crazy when Muffin mention name of… Muffin stopped him from saying Baldwin’s name again. Meow,meow.=Me think I know what going on now and… “Hey, there’s a ladder by the house, I will go onto the roof and use this mirror I found in my backpack to signal them,” I said excitedly, interrupting Muffin.
Meow,meow!=That not look safe on roof of house! “It will be fine,” I said, and up I went while the cats stayed over by the tree. Once up there I could see the helicopter so I started flashing the sunlight with the mirror, they should see that easily. Lena called Calanthe, “we found Steve, he’s flashing a signal to us!”, she nearly screamed into the phone. Linnea started getting the ladder reader to lower, the guys opened the door and the ladder was tossed out. “Linnea, what are you doing?”, screamed Lena. “I want to be ready to help Steve,” she said. “Wait, let me help too,” yelled Lena, “wait Linnea, wait!” I was watching as the helicopter came closer.
Then…suddenly…a loud roar and the whole helicopter was a ball of fire falling in pieces to the forest floor. I couldn’t believe what I saw. What happened? An accident? Or was it shot down? What is going on around here? That pain in my head again. Then two men showed up with guns and called for me to come down. Reluctantly I did so. Once I was on the ground again…Thwock! Thwock! And the two men were lying on the ground. I quickly grabbed their guns and the cats came running over to find their ball and muffin which they located quickly and I put them back in their backpacks. Then we went back to the tree.
Meanwhile, Baldwin got the news. “Sit down Calanthe,” said Baldwin, “bad news, the helicopter exploded in such a fireball they said there could be no survivors, but they are sending in a rescue team to check through the wreckage. That’s my personal helicopter, when it’s in the air, so am I, this is the first time in years I haven’t been on it. I think someone knows I’m always on it. They don’t want Steve, they want to kill me.” Calanthe looked at her brother, then started crying. Back to us. The police helicopter flew over the cats and I. We’re rescued, but I’m still nowhere even if I’m somewhere. Meow,meow=Not mention to human people that we talk, might think you crazy. What is going on? People try to kill us. People die looking for us. I hold that gun. Seems like I have done this before, but in a dream. Or is this the dream? I’m nowhere and I’m so frustrated I want to scream!
To Be Continued.
Pictures of Mr. Cat are kindly supplied by his human, Nina.
Previous chapters of this story and previous stories can be found on my home page under “The Investigators, Inc.” and “20/20 Investigations, Inc.”
©2021 Steve McLeod.
Coffee Time! #93. Happy Monday!
Good morning to everyone on this beautiful Monday! It was so nice this morning, the sun was shining with it’s golden rays touching the trees. Then the clouds moved in. But it’s still beautiful out there. The birds are active though my neighbors were probably not too thrilled this morning. Some of them don’t like me feeding the birds as it is, and feeding crows and gulls is just too much. Those birds can be noisy at times. I try to explain I don’t feed the crows, but because I feed other birds then they naturally will get some of that food too. I can’t stop them. I do feed the gulls, and sometimes they do get noisy. But that’s not my fault, really.
Like this morning, just as I put the food out for my gulls an eagle flew by, but he decided to just circle around for a bit and then land in a tree over on the next street. Gulls don’t like eagles, because eagles eat gulls. So the gulls were flying around trying to chase the eagle away and of course they were squawking rather loudly. For quite a while. Since that eagle had no intention of leaving his treetop lookout and get chased by what was now 8 noisy gulls. Only 4 of those gulls come here for food. I’m sure to hear about that noise today from one of my neighbors. That eagle, I’m sure it’s the same one, comes around nearly every day upsetting the gulls. Hmm, a hawk just flew through the yard and scared all my birds.
That wasn’t nice. He didn’t even stay long enough for me to get a picture of it. I don’t even know what it was, though I’m thinking it was a sharp-shinned hawk. They are a bird hawk, and they don’t often miss. There is a male and female purple finch here now, they showed up yesterday afternoon. This particular male is a nice brilliant red, really stands out among the birds. I like those purple finches. For a small bird they can certainly eat a lot of seeds. My featured image at the top is a female redpoll, the only one left now, she looked rather lonely sitting there yesterday, so I took some pictures of her. I was surprised to see her here still since all the others have gone. It’s cloudy, but it’s a beautiful morning. I hope you have a wonderful day and God bless!
Steve and Muffin.
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