Joanie was startled by the number of Tweets . She checked and for the first time ever her little town of Madera was trending worldwide. She called the Chief.
“Hey, Frank, I assume it’s OUR Ambrosia running through traffic on I-99.”
“Yup, Big waste of county resources. Plus you’re not zoned for mythical animals.”
“ Chief -- she’s a rescue. The other breeds had wings.”
“C’mon Joanie, secure your beast. It’s for her own good!”
“I’ll make it up to you.”
So-- the mythical creatures of Madera California would remain protected because the Chief of Police was a sucker for snickerdoodles.
“Hey, Frank, I assume it’s OUR Ambrosia running through traffic on I-99.”
“Yup, Big waste of county resources. Plus you’re not zoned for mythical animals.”
“ Chief -- she’s a rescue. The other breeds had wings.”
“C’mon Joanie, secure your beast. It’s for her own good!”
“I’ll make it up to you.”
So-- the mythical creatures of Madera California would remain protected because the Chief of Police was a sucker for snickerdoodles.
