Journal Entry II
It dawned on me that I need to introduce my crew! I think I will start at the beginning... After my Uncle George was taken away to The Isle, I ran from room to room gathering last minute items. When I ran in to the kitchen, Stevie was standing by the dying cook fire chewing on a slice of pumpernickel. And just so you know, I never liked pumpernickel... "Felix!" He shoved the crust in his mouth and ran over, gripping my paw he spoke, "How are you my boy!? I told them to move the ship I did! Its in the new location it is!" Steven Brown was an Australian Blue Heeler. Short red merle fur was slightly sooty from standing near the fire. He was incredibly smart, but always a bit skittish. After all, he had been arrested for stealing cattle. My uncle had seen him on a transportation vessel bound for Australia when he was a navigator for the Royal Navy. Luckily, my uncle pulled some strings and Stevie had become a beloved member of our house, however, he was always run...