Feeling Itchy
Duke and Michel woke up to find themselves back in the space rocket, zipping through space.
“This is just awesome,” Michel sighed, eyes half-closed.
“Awesome? This is quite far from being awesome, you strange boy.”
“I didn’t mean it like that.”
Duke started to fidget, and tried to get to and gnaw away at something behind his left ear.
“What’s the matter?”
Duke stopped. “Nothing, I’m perfectly fine.” He again tried to get at something, and began scratching behind his left ear using one of his hind legs.
“What is it?”
“Just a little itchy, nothing to worry about.”
“You’ve got fleas?”
Michel tried to move away from Duke, which was impossible as they were in the smallest of spaces, and there was absolutely nowhere to go. If Duke had fleas then Michel was going to get t
