Happy Squllions Day!

Is anyone out there? I've been calling and calling. Can anybody hear me?

It's me...Midnight the Squllion. (cough, cough) I spent three glorious summers in the garden at The Crew's house, but last time when it got cold, some guy picked me up and put me somewhere. I don't know where I am, but it's dark and I'm freezing! (shivers) It's dusty in here too, (aaaCHOO) and I can't see much except some light coming in through a crack. I'm in a box with some other garden stuff.

Won't somebody help me?! Get me out of here!!!



GEORGE

Mom...MOM!!! Tomorrow is Squillions Day. Where's Midnight? I need to interview him and get some pictures.

MOM

I'm not exactly sure where he is Georgie, but I know he's safe. Dad put all the garden stuff away last fall and he put Midnight in a box either in the shed or in the garage. We'll find him as soon as spring comes.



Oh my cats, they can't hear me. I'm going to be in here forever!