I figured you might need a day or two to digest the Ginormous Canadian Box, so today I was going to tell you all about the crazy rain storms we're having (and how crazy it is that rain is back so soon). But when I woke up this morning the skies were totally blue so we headed straight to the beach.
Good thing for you we did too, because what happened at the beach is way more exciting than weather. Way more. Because you see that giant blob Frank is posing with because I was too busy protecting us from a possibly life-threatening attack to pose for stupid pictures? Well, it was at the beach too. Obviously.
At first I thought the blob was a ginormous slug. Until Dutch wandered out onto the pier thing by mistake and it totally roared at him. Like ARRGHGHHH! Freaked me out. And Dutch too -- I seriously don't think he noticed the giant blob until it AAARGHGHHH'd at him.
Nobody ARRGHGHHHs at brother Dutch but me, so I totally went into attack mode... which is when my human put me on a leash and told us all to keep walking. She said it's not cool to harass wildlife. I didn't know slugs counted as wild life, no matter how ginormous they are. But my human explained that the blob was a sea lion, not a slug. Kinda explains the roaring, I guess.
Anyway. We walked for awhile and by the time we got back to where the lion was, some people from the Marine Mammal Center had shown up. They had a giant net and a box just like the one my human makes Frank ride in because he goes crazy in the car. Except their box was bigger. Waaay bigger.
I guess the lion was sick and they were there to help him. To do that, they had to get him in the box first. That's when the leashes came out again. My human tied us to a fence so she could help the lion savers without worrying about me doing something crazy (her words).
While we stood there tied to a stupid fence, my human helped the lion savers. Her job was to sit on the box so it wouldn't move when the lion got angry. She took pictures of the rescue until they were ready for her to box sit.
For the record, it's way easier to get Frank in a box than an angry lion. It took 4 people, a net, a rope and a few big shield things to convince him to go inside.
The lion must not have known they were trying to save him because he was NOT happy about any of it. I don't think he liked the net much either.
It took awhile, but the lion savers finally got the sick lion into the box and onto a truck. I know it's been a busy week for juju but if anyone has any left to give, I think the lion could use some. I don't know his name, but he'll be staying at the Marine Mammal Center for awhile. It's on the other side of the big orange bridge - I'm sure juju will know how to find it.