I strode down the sandy road and stopped at the sight of a brown, hilly desert. Magico looked at me.
"welcome to the desert... Of woof", his head shook.
"Magico.. What's wrong?"
His head shook again.
"this is catnip... One sniff and I'm done!"
So I decided to pick him up. Carefully, I lifted him by the stomach and put him in my arms. Magico placed his head into my red coat to shelter his nose from the catnip and we moved on.
Each step I took I felt the crunch of the grains of catnip under my feet. It felt strange.
When we finally got to the end, Magico lifted his tail and looked at me,
"Thank you"
I knew from then on that this adventure would be too dangerous for Magico alone!
