Bertie bravely puffed his chest out, stood as tall as his 5 inches would allow him and looked squarely at the seagull. He took a deep breath and began to explain, they were lost. The bag they travelling in had left without them and they were now trying to find it.
The seagull stood on its skinny legs, which Croc was amazed would still hold up such a large bird, and listened intently to Bertie. Studying him carefully with his beady eyes. “And, well, that’s it really.” Bertie finished. There was a pause, the seagull cocked his head and said, “Well in that case, allow me to be of service.” He bowed deeply. Bertie looked excited, Croc looked suspicious.
“Allow me to introduce myself, my name is Ivar.” Said the Seagull.
“I’m Bertie and this is Croc” Said Bertie, waving a paw in Croc’s general direction. Croc looked at him angrily. He had been trying to make himself as small and inconspicuous as he could and now Bertie had just completely blown his cover!
“Let’s get started.” Said Ivar, “Up you go!” And he picked a shocked looking Croc up in his beak and plonked him on his back. Bertie was beside himself with excitement, jumping up and down. They were going to fly!!!
As Ivar set off into the head wind, Croc ducked down as low as he could on the birds back and held on for his life! Bertie, huge grin and fur ruffling in the wind, sat upright with one paw outstretched to feel the air rushing past them. “I think I have seen your bag on a boat” Said Ivar as he headed out to the harbour. Oh my! Thought Bertie, what an adventure. Croc tired to think of home, a swamp, warm and safe and very much on the ground.
They circled a couple of boats looking at the passengers, trying to see if they could spy the camera bag. There were several bags but none of them theirs. Then Bertie let out a squeak and pointed. There it was!!! On one of the boats. Ivar flew lower to get a better look. Yes, that was definitely it! Bertie was so excited he forgot to hold onto Ivar and leaned a little too far. He began to fall. Instinctively he grabbed hold of Croc and they slipped from the birds backs together.
“Brave little bears” Shouted Ivar after them. “Good luck” And he flew back to the shore.
Bertie and Croc landed with a soft bump on the canopy of the boat. As they peeped over the edge they looked for the bag. They couldn’t see it!? Then Croc nudged Bertie urgently. Bertie looked where he was pointing. It was another boat, and there was their bag! They had fallen onto the WRONG boat.
“Oh no!” Wailed Bertie and he sat down with a plop and they watched the shore disappear as they slowly moved further away!