Bummed about not finding any aliens, there I was, tuning through the dials of my ham radio set and suddenly came
across an interesting discussion about a gathering of egg-pods way down
in at a watering hole they refered to as Milford Lake, Kansas. So I ripped off my headset and yelled "Hurry, Pete! Head southeast, quick! I figured out
where the aliens are landing!!!" And off we went . . .
By the time we arrived, the aliens had set up a secret community of pods. Some of them were displaying flags from their worlds.
This one looked like a communications center, with a special antenna on the back, shaped like an alien's head. OMG!
A smiling delegation was sitting outside this pod from The Land of Casita, displaying multiple flags of loyalties and speaking with strange accents . . .
This pod, from The Land of Scamp had an odd shape to it . . . I think it was a sleeping berth for long interstellar travel, so they could go into hibernation.
They even had a weather station pod. Boy, these aliens are organized . . .
One shy alien tried hiding behind a tree, but I spotted him with my keen canine eyesight.
The smallest pod, from The Land of Scamp, had a flying saucer mounted on a pole getting ready to take off on a recon flight.
Later that day, I spotted a large group of aliens gathered around a small burning pyre. Did one of their members not survive the long trip, or were they burning an offering of thanks to their creator for a safe journey? I just had to find out . . .
I decided to spy on them and asked Pete to help me get close. He
sortta looks like an alien, so I didn't think they'd notice us . . .
One evening, they all gathered together to share nourishment, brought from their various worlds.
They seemed to be a very happy-go-lucky group of aliens, if you ask me.
I came to sit on alien laps, so I asked Pete if I could try and get in some lap time with these strange beings. He smiled and said "Go for it, silly dog"
It worked!!!!!!!!!!
I learned how gentle these aliens were and decided to see if they were trainable too, so I picked one out for a head scatchin' lesson, and to my delight, discovered they are trainable!!!
What a great time. I told Pete we should be on the lookout for more of these alien pod gatherings. He rolled his eyes and said "Anything to keep you happy, Oscar." (He's trainable too!)
