Ducky and Pembleton packed their gear, then dropped the lil’ guys off at Mrs. Cottontail’s cottage, before heading to the airfield. Things were running smoothly until a patch of dark clouds appeared on the horizon as they were over the Horn of Africa and entering the Indian Ocean.

Before they knew it, the plane was surrounded by rain, thunder, and lightning. Visibility was down to 100 meters. Pembleton turned to Ducky and said, “Thank goodness for the planes top notch altimeter and GPS systems,” but just as he tapped on the plane’s compass, all of the instruments went haywire. Both Ducky and Pembleton were scared. “Without my instruments, we don’t even know which way is up. What are we going to do?”

Just when they thought all hope was lost, Ducky saw something strange. He tapped Pembleton on the shoulder and yelled over the hum of the plane’s engine, “Follow that elephant.”

Confused, Pembleton yelled back to Ducky, “What are you talking about? We’re almost a mile above an ocean. There can’t possibly be an elephant here!”

“Over there! Over there! Look at that cloud! It’s an elephant and he’s pointing the way!”

“You’re right! It is!” Pembleton turned the plane to follow the elephant and within a matter of minutes they were leaving the thunder storm behind. They waved goodbye as they passed their fluffy elephant buddy and headed off into clear blue skies.

To be continued…

"Follow that elephant"

“Follow that elephant”

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