Take me to him, we need to talk turkey about how to best stuff Roddy into that cannon. He doesn't need to treat his mama like that." The dog had ulterior motives of his own, he had dreams, big dreams and he wasn't going to let some fake psychic up on Hershey Road dissuade him. He knew his way around the arctic better than Roddy ever would and knew that a certain eskimo with fire in his eyes would be able to help with the quest. He led mama by the hand and they went
Her Serene Majesty, Cettie - Goat Queen of Zoltar, Sublime Empress of Her Caprine Domain