Trip to the West – July 12th

Day 8 - Today was a glorious day. I woke up to the birds singing, the sun shining, and the humans cooperating with each other. Harmony in nature is such a great thing! According to John, we’re going to visit Zion National Park today. Apparently there are lots of rocks and rivers and trees. I love rocks and rivers and trees! These are a few of my favorite things. I could hardly wait to fly amongst the fauna of an awesome National Park. And I’m still waiting … GRRR!

I thought for sure I was going to get a grand tour of Zion. I had my picture taken with the park sign and then I saw sky for as far as my little eyes could see.






The rocks were sculptured in weird designs with colors seeping through to create a rainbow effect in the cliffs. Water seemed to be dripping from everywhere, and the Virgin River was shadowing us on our way to the visitor center. John parked the car. Then he and Ellen and Kathy left. Without me! I bawked and crowed and cried for them to come back, but they were gone. Apparently I would be stuck in my mobile prison. If I had the ability to reach the pedal, I would’ve hotwired the car and left them like they left me! How incredibly rude of them! I wanted to bathe in the western waters. I wanted to soar high amongst the cliffs. I wanted to sniff the chipmunks. But apparently I was stuck in this metal contraption they call a car. I was amazed that I didn’t get dehydrated because they didn’t leave me any water. Time kept on ticking, ticking, ticking … into the future. A future where John, Ellen and Kathy were punished for leaving me in the car. I had an elaborate murder scheme planned, but they returned before I could whittle the seatbelt into a shiv. I gave them the stinkeye for the rest of the day, but they ignored me. If they do that tomorrow, I’m flying the coop. I wonder what the Pacific Ocean looks like? My dreams that night involved death, John, and a vat of oil. I slept well.