I wasn’t sure whether Dorothy or Alice was the more appropriate moniker for me right now. Either way, I felt as though I had chased my rabbit slippers down a hole leading to Oz… Maybe if I tapped them together three times when no one was looking. I tried it quietly but didn’t even get the satisfactory tap.. just a fuzzy brush.. but the snake did look at me with a bit of a gleam in his eyes.

I looked over at the pigeon. “So, I suppose I will travel to Yankee Stadium via carrier pigeon?â€?

The snake started shaking with laughter. Then his body began convulsing until an unidentified hairball came up, landing on my unmade bed sheets.

“I hate when that happens.â€?, the cat stated at this display.

“I’ve been trying to get rid of that for a few minutes.â€?, the snake replied then turned to me.

“Carrier pigeons don’t carry people.â€?, he replied to my question. “In fact,â€?, he murmured, “you are lucky if you can get them to carry anything!!â€?. Then loudly he stated, “That is what we have the dragon for.â€?