Trails of Unexpected Journeys

By P. Arden Corbin

To travel to an area where one does not expect to be hit on ones head, or to have your creatures booted out into a world they do not know exists, is something that one wonders what kind of world do we all live in.

But to survive two hits on ones head, when that person is seventy-five years old, is something that one never expects either.

And for two cats, one dog, one guinea pig and one barn owl, who have never been outside, except to go to a Veterinary Hospital, or for the Dog to go do his naturely duties every day, is something no one expects either.

Now how will these five creatures find their master, and if he cannot get back to them very soon, what will these five creatures do to try to get back to where they came from, and will human persons recognize them and know where they live? And will these persons let them get back into the apartment they are so familiar with, so they can be safe again? And how will they survive, until their Master returns back to them, if he does return back to them at all? And how will their Master know where they are located?

So read this book to see how everyone fares all of these unexpected Journeys.

• Language: English
• Publisher: P. Arden Corbin
• Release date: May 27, 2014
• ISBN: 9781310661372

P. Arden Corbin

All of my books can be read by any person, whether they are six or a hundred years of age and everyone in between. There are no foul-mouthed four letter words used in any of my books. There are no blood and guts kind of language in any of my books. I may allude to sex once in a while, but no details are ever mentioned. In my Novel "The Lake that wasn't there", 95 percent of the worlds problems that exist today, are all solved in this book.P. Arden Corbin

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TRAILS

OF

UNEXPECTED

JOURNEY’S

P. ARDEN CORBIN

Copyright 2014, Smashwords Edition

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Trails of Unexpected Journeys

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Copyright 2014 by Philip Arden Corbin

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INTRODUCTION

Have you ever taken several animals on a vacation?

This story I am going to write is about that journey, and many other journeys.

After Poe Royal and his five creatures had traveled more than two thousand miles, visiting many areas of interest, Poe Royal decided to go camp in a well know Camp Ground, high in the mountains in northwestern Idaho.

After being there for two days, Poe Royal decided to leave and go to another destination. But before he could leave, two burglars broke into his Motor home, hit him on his head, and forced all five of his creatures out into a world they never knew existed before this day, to fend for themselves. Then these burglars began to try to find something to steal.

The local Sheriff was driving by this Campground area when he heard Poe Royals burglar alarms go off, so he investigated this occurrence. He also noted that the gate was open to this campground area and that also bothered him some.

When he called out to whomever owned the Air stream Motor home, but no one answered, he cautiously approached the open door. Then two men jumped him, hit him on his head with some kind of hard object, then these two men ran to their vehicle, which was an Orange pickup truck that was parked about twenty feet away from this motor home, and drove away.

The Sheriff was only stunned, and when he was trying to get his senses back, he noticed the orange pickup as it sped away from this motor home.

The Sheriff found Poe Royal inside of his motor home, unconscious, and then he radioed for an ambulance to come to this location. And within five minutes it arrived.

The Paramedics checked Poe Royal out, and determined that he had been struck on his head in two places, and they figured that he most probably had a real bad concussion.

They suggested to the Sheriff that Poe should probably be taken to the Spokane, Washington Hospital, because in Coeur d’Alene, Idaho, the hospital in that town did not have sufficient medical capabilities to handle the kind of problem that Poe probably had, just in case they had to operate on him. So the Sheriff, using his car radio again, ordered a medical Helicopter to meet this ambulance in Cocolalla, Idaho. And from that point, this Helicopter would take Poe Royal to a Spokane, Washington Hospital.

The main characters in this story are Molly and Meme, who are black and gray tabby Cats. Hampton, who is a bulldog, who was a little overweight at that time. Cheez, who is a guinea Pig, and finally Dr. Oz, who is a Barn Owl, who thinks he is more than he really is. And lastly Poe Royal, who owns and takes care of all of these very interesting Creatures. There are other characters too but I will not mention them here.

—P. ARDEN CORBIN

CHAPTER ONE

Planning any vacation is very important, if you are wanting to see what you expect to see, and going to different places, where all of your party will enjoy each place.

But traveling with two Cats, a dog, a guinea Pig and a pet Owl, who thinks he is more like the ruler of Oz, because his name is Dr. Oz, which gave him a superiority complex, which has become more than I ever expected an Owl could or world want or need. He is the one who takes care of everyone, even me. He even tells me what to eat and when to eat, and when to do so many other things. He is worse than any wife, but more than any wife could ever be, because he is much smarter than any wife I have ever had, regarding everything in our lives.

I have taught him to speak some of the English language, even though he does not have to do this, but he does this to please me. I did not do anything to the inside of his mouth, like split his tongue, but he somehow learned by himself mostly by listening to TV and watching how humans spoke certain words, and he taught himself how to speak certain words.

Then I taught him other words. I did not purposely teach him to speak any language, other than his own. Because when I first got him, he was just a young chick, meaning he had somehow gotten separated from his parents in the barn where he and other Barn Owls lived, meaning he was probably kicked out of his nest by his other siblings, and because he could not fly yet, even though he had some pretty good feathers on his body, he was sitting on the ground, and no one was taking care of him or even wanting to protect him, and he was not strong enough to even attempt to fly yet, even though he had tried, I think, so I took him home with me, and fed him what I thought his real parents were feeding him, which was worms of all kinds and pieces of meat, made from beef, but he never did eat the beef.

So I went fishing one day, and when I brought back several different species of fish, he went wild about eating most of these raw fish. So I froze most of these fish, so I could give him a different species on different days, but it did not seem to matter, because he devoured every piece of fish that I offered him. And soon he wanted to get out of his cage, but because I had other creatures in my apartment, I was afraid that some of them would attack him, but he indicated to me, that if any of them tried, he would bite them.

When I opened his cage door, I went back to my computer, because I was writing a book about a trip I had taken when I was thirteen years old.

I completely forgot about Dr. Oz, until he landed on my shoulder, while I was sitting at my computer. And no one was even interested in what he was doing. I am Poe Royal.

Molly and Meme were sleeping on my bed, which was directly behind me. And Cheez was sleeping in his own cage amongst some shredded paper in another corner of my bedroom, and Hampton was sleeping in his own bed, which was under a corner table in my Living room.

Nobody cared what this Owl was doing. So I talked to him like I always talk to all of my creatures, as if they could all totally understand me, of which I believe that they can.

And because I was in an area of my book, where I could not take a break yet, he jumped down onto