Saphira and Mitzi were invited to an exclusive event for female passengers. Mitzi told me that many of these were wealthy cats and dogs who had never prepared food. They were delighted to have the poodle chefs demonstrate how to prepare exclusive treats for a cocktail party. Some of them commented that it was almost like a Princess Katya affair, indicating that they had been invited to one of Princess Katya’s exclusive TV presentation shows. There was a great deal of name-dropping.
After the expert demonstrations, the guests mingled over cocktails. Mitzi and Saphira sat together, but they were soon overwhelmed by pampered guests who wanted to know Saphira, the admired ballerina.
‘And you’ll never believe this, Sasha,’ said Mitzi. I spoke with one of the poodles, and he said he was looking forward to seeing his family in Los Angeles. So I was correct after all. We aren’t heading south.’
I sighed. ‘You are right, Mitzi. I also found out this afternoon.’
‘What a mess,’ said Mitzi. ‘Have you checked with Bruno? What did it say in our contract?
When we reviewed the digital paperwork, it was only too clear. We had signed up for an unspecified period to work for Bruno, and there were financial penalties for leaving within three months. Not that we could get away in the middle of the ocean.
A note: these are all fantasy images, not real scenes, and they were created with AI.
