“I tell you the fucking rangers knows we’re out here!” moving forwards retrieving the now scrap metal drone. Picking it up holding it out for ...he other two to see “See, the thing got a fucking camera!” Dropping it back on the ground “Bet the fucking rangers are on their way to retrieve the goddamn thing as we speak!”“Fucking shit as if trying to shoot that fucking baby rhino isn’t enough, now the fucking rangers know we’re out here!” he mumbles retrieving the destroyed drone. Picking it up,. He had issues with all of us, and in direct proportion to our height! Mighty Mouse was going to make us better, and fix our problems, whatever they might be, and it seemed that the taller we were, the more problems we had. Mikowski could slump a little and get away with it, and he escaped the easiest, but Borisowsky and I were up shit creek! I had three months to go before I transferred to Sill, and I was happy to be in a foreign country! Borisowsky was facing the brunt of it on his lonesome. If It must have a bowel movement It will do it right now." he ordered, that evil grin back on his face. "But Sir, it would make a mess of the cage, Sir." I said worried that he really meant it. "Too fucking bad." he sneered, he really meant it. He opened the side hatch and had me hand him my bowl. "I am going to get It's food and drink.It had better have had It's shit before I get back or I will tell the Master It is not cooperating, and It knows what that means."he gave a little laugh as he. We pulled into a hotel parking lot in Wilmington, Delaware at about 1900 that evening having come something over four hundred miles. The traffic around the major cities of Richmond, Washington, DC, and Baltimore had reduced our speed considerably. We had also made a couple of side trips in the Baltimore area to acquire more license plates.We could have gone on, but had decided to wait until the morning to go through New Jersey and the New York City area, as we didn’t know if the police there.