Early this morning, Pembleton received a phone call from the International Society of Animal Vulcanologists. Mount Fuego in Guatemala had erupted with almost no warning! The society had evacuated most of the local animals, but there were still several families missing. Pembleton, thinking that Ducky would just get in the way, snuck out of the house and headed to the airfield where his plane was being prepped for takeoff.

Several minutes into the flight, Pembleton heard strange noises coming from the copilot’s compartment. Looking behind, Pembleton found a round ball of fluffy feathers rifling through his lunchbox. “Where are all the good snacks?”, Ducky asked.

Pembleton was shocked. “What are you doing here?”

“I came to help save the animals.”

“I thought you were sleeping. How did know that I was going on a mission?”

“The aroma of PB&J woke me up, when you were packing your lunchbox this morning. So I decided to find out what you were up to”, Ducky said with an innocent grin. “Can I fly the plane?”

“No!”

“Plus you know you can’t go rescuing animals without me. You need me because we are a team! … Can I fly the plane now?”

“No!”

Ducky and Pembleton raced towards the volcano where they were able to help rescue all of the missing families near Mount Fuego. After a hard days work, Ducky and Pembleton enjoyed PB&J sandwhiches and headed home. Pembleton never let Ducky fly the plane.

This story is dedicated to our little panda buddy at the National Zoo, who sadly passed away today.

Flying to the rescue over Mt Fuego.

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