Blowhole and hoa nhài

"What are bạn doing here?!" Blowhole snarled. Julian scamped out the open door, but Blowhole cornered Private. A familiar clown head rose from its resting place on his segway, and Blowhole fired the beam of forgetfulness. Luckily, though, Private barely manged to dodge, and he tumbled across the room.
"CC! LEXII" he cried. "IF THERE WAS ANY TIME bạn WERE NEEDED, ITS NOW!" He kept dodging blast after blast. Blowhole, annoyed, swapped weapons, and started shooting a tranquilizer, dart-gun at him. He shot Private in the wing, and he fell over. Private's vision began to get blurry, and the last...

The rest of the week passed uneventfully for Dave. The crowds came and the crowds went and the days passed bởi like the wind. The động vật all did their usual daily routines every single day. Nothing changed. Some days had a little excitement and some days were just plain dull. The most exciting thing that had happened for Dave was when Julian had kicked Mort into the con rái cá, rái cá habitat and had landed right on hàng đầu, đầu trang of Dave. He landed on Dave, while Dave was lying on the grass.

At this point Dave had gotten to know almost all of the động vật at the zoo. He really liked many of them. The only động vật he...