Mystery on high.

Perfecting skills useful for hunting Humphrey.(USPD/Commons.wikimedia.org)

Go look for Humphrey. Maybe you can get lined up with him.

You know Humphrey:  aloof, the strong silent type, mysterious.

Understandable with his story: left behind before the hurricane, abandoned by those who cared for him.

And outsiders wonder why he looks down on people.

What? Haven’t been formally introduced?

Humphrey is the local version of “Where’s Waldo” on Bolivar Peninsula.

The illusive camel pre-dates Pokémon Go.

For almost a decade, the lone camel has motivated searchers to get gritty with the real world.

Nope, no clues other than to head to Bolivar and start pole jumping.

“Why are people searching for a camel on Bolivar Peninsula?” (Article)

What? You don’t know Bolivar? Catch up here. There’s webcams in this previous post.

But they won’t help you find Humphrey.

Though once you do, you’re honor bound not to reveal where he stands on things.

Cool waves there when you’re done.

Phil, the Philosopher Mouse of the Hedge.

Oh, OK. A hint. Why so perched? Like the mountain climbers: because it is there. Dromedary, not camel? Shhh. The Bolivar crowd is a rowdy bunch. One does not dare… (Bolivar Facebook image)

Her royalness RC Cat of the Realm is considerately taking a paws to issue this warning:

“RUN. Run now. Incoming German Shepherds. Quickly move all breakables, mousies, and treats to higher and safer places immediately. Prepare yourself for flinging mud, outside voices inside, and dense fogs of shed dog hair. The storm of dogs is coming.

Never fear. We, in Our abundance of caution for residents of The Realm, have confirmed assurances that these two will conform to The Rule of Fishy Stink. Meanwhile, make sure the survival area is well stocked with catnip mouses and prepare for the long nap.

Be brave and carry on! Carry on those mousies out of here, you Dunderhead. Sigh. Staff is so difficult….the very idea of issuing an invitation …the inconvenience…total upheaval for the Realm….

Oh, yes, yes. We forget Ourselves in the chaos: Audience over. Yes, yes. Paw waves to write home about…

You may leave Our tributes of can food – Not there, you muddle head! It would be dog bowling with cans of cat food if stacked in the usual place. Here. Just leave them turned up on edge and We shall roll the cans to safety Ourselves. Never let it be said that this RC of the Realm will not lend a paw if double trouble imminent…

Adieu and Take care! We shall debrief later.” 

I am RC Cat and I approve this message

 

 

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