Chapter 9 – Sandstorm Temper Tantrum

Sandstorm Temper Tantrum

So, as I was saying before accidentally dozing off . . . HEY! Wa-a-a-a-a-it a minute! I don’t believe this! Another sandstorm! I close my eyes for a few minutes and get buried almost up to my two humps! I am so sick of sand! It is everywhere. It gets in everything. I can’t stand it, I tell you! I just can’t SAND it . . . oops! It is too much . . . even for a camel of the Bactrian class.