Toby’s heart sank as he passed by the big melting ice cream cone stalagmite again. He had been full of excitement to explore this cave but was now getting anxious to get back out to the sunlight.
Turning around, he walked away from the ice cream cone. He hadn’t thought he would get lost in this cave. There hadn’t been that many turns, but apparently he kept taking the wrong one.
He walked away feeling confident seeing a turn up ahead that he thought he would try. Only to feel hopeless again, as he ran into a wall.
Slumping down against the damp wall he took another drink from his thermos. Then he pulled out a cranberry almond granola bar, for he was getting hungry.
What was that sound? Chills ran through him. It sounded like someone was in pain!
Was there someone or something else in this cave? The sound didn’t seem to be real close but should he follow it? Did someone need help or…? He swallowed his fear as he walked towards the sound.
The wailing got louder. His mind was thinking of all kinds of possibilities. He was trying to prepare himself for whatever he may find. It sounded like shrieking now, causing his heart to jump.
Tnere was light! He saw the opening of the cave! The sound was a lot louder, making him cringe, but at least he was finally getting out of the cave.
Stepping out into the sunlight felt great, but oooh that sound! Where was it coming from? Then he saw the source of the sound but couldn’t believe his eyes! He had never seen a long necked hippo before and never heard sounds like that coming from a hippo!
Henrietta stopped as she saw Toby walking towards her. “Hi!” she called out to him. “Hi!” he replied and then shook his head, had he really just talked to a Hippo?
“I was just warming up my vocal chords, going through the scales. Getting ready to sing my new song.” she said. “Oh.” was all he could think of to say. A singing hippo was not one of the possibilities that had gone through his mind when wondering about the source of the wailing sound.
“I see you came out of Bobo’s cave, did you see him?” Henrietta asked, changing the subject since he hadn’t seemed to interested in her singing.
“Who is Bobo?” asked Toby.
“My friend, the bear!”
“A…a…bear lives in that cave??” stammered Toby.
“Yes.” replied Henrietta. Noticing his pale complexion, she quickly assured Toby that Bobo was friendly.
When Toby had planned a weekend getaway trip to Vegas, he had never planned on meeting a talking, long necked hippo! What other strange animals did Vegas have?
Henrietta kept chatting away, she was quite the friendly hippo. He continued listening to her and decided that this was one of those times when that quote he heard alot was true! “What happens in Vegas, stays in Vegas!” For if he ever was to speak about this to his friends they would definitely be wondering about his sanity!
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Having been there many times (for work) I can honestly say the cave is leaps and bounds better than a vacay in Vegas. ☺️
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Yes caves sound more exciting to me too, especially if I can meet a talking hippo!! 😉
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Well, you know you can see them all the time in Vegas. Or are those pink elephants? 🤪
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Haha!!😄
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Depends on what drugs you take, I suppose. And if I got serenaded by a long-necked hippo I wouldn’t talk about it either! 🙂
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LOL!
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Pink elephants but, a long-necked, talking, badly-singing hippo will do.
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I thought that was elf poop. But if you insist upon it being an “overturned ice cream cone,” I won’t argue with you. Except that it’s elf poop.
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“Haha!” Its not elf poop, we aren’t in the North Pole! 😜
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Good God. What did that elf have to eat???
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Snow cones.
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😶🤚
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Apparently all of them at once.
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Then maybe it’s a melted unicorn.
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Poor unicorn!
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Unicorns melt?
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We learn new things all the time on here!
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I had no idea…
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The plastic ones can.
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Good point.
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Good thing it was a hippo and not a giraffe.
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Because a long necked hippo just makes sooo much more sense, right?
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Yes. Who ever heard of a singing giraffe?
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A good point. Its really good that I am surrounded by such sensible people.
A singing giraffe would probably sound as bad as a certain singer who drives a Crazy Train! 🙂
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Sensible people? Where?
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LOL!!
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Or a singing hippo?
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A singing hippo makes much more sense.
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But, of course…
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Discovered the difference, yet?
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It may be hopeless you know! But I can keep trying!
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LOL!
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Toby has got to stop taking mescaline before he goes spelunking next time.
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Haha! There really is a talking, singing hippo! You have to go back just a few stories and read more about Henrietta and see what happened to Tanya! 🙂
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Ah. Part of what I missed 😀
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Yes. Breaking Free and Looking for Adventure will tell you Henrietta’s story and On the Road Again you will find out about Tanya! 🙂
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OK. I’m all caught up now. it’s quite a fantastical world you’ve created. 😀
And long necks make me think of beer…
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LOL! Thanks! And sooo do you think Tanya is really dead??
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Of course not, there’s always a need for a villain 🙂
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Oh gosh! Not you too!
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It’s that mob mentality.
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Actually, the long-necked, talking & singing hippo was born out of Jason’s inability to understand what a giraffe is.
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Hahaha!! Yup!😆
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I can understand the confusion…
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Why am I not surprised by that!
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😀
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LOL!
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And, you won’t like Tanya.
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That reminds me, I know a guy that wrote a book called “The Drunken Spelunker’s Guide to Plato.”
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Sounds like it should be required reading in every intro to philosophy class 🙂
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That looks like some cave to visit. Is it something to do with an inside Mount Doom. Having said that it’s not much of a climbing challenge if the hippo is twice it’s size.
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Ahh! Tolkien’s Mount Doom. 🙂 It waa a cool cave to visit but I wouldn’t want to be lost in it! LOL about Henrietta.
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Vegas is DEFINITELY full of weird things. If it doesn’t have its own “triangle” (like Bermuda), it should have one declared. Due west is Pahrump, where Art Bell started Coast to Coast AM, home of the weirdest s*** you can talk about.
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I have never been to Vegas but I figured singing hippos would fit in fine there!
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They certainly do.
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I’m actually wondering how he’s able to keep his sanity. I’d be very freak out if an animal talks to me 😂
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