Basset Hound Land
Michel was back in the corridor, which was turning into an unfortunately familiar sight. Michel had only one thing on his mind - find Duke. That annoying black, white and tan Basset Hound dog with the large drooping ears, that ever-hungry belly, and vicious tongue, which just spewed insult after insult.
Why was Duke his first thought? Actually, his first thought was to find his family and get back home as soon as possible, but he knew he wouldn’t be able to do that without Duke. Duke had proved to be quite courageous last time out, like that time with Mr Flagstad on his flying desk over Acid Drop Canyon. He needed Duke, not just for his help and the fact he kind of knew the realm, but also for his moral support. Hmm, that didn’t sound right. Could Duke be morally suppor
