Gregoropolis Bio: Pete Dakota

 Daddies John and Steve are pleased to present the second entry in an occasional biographical series.  You follow their adventures, now get to know a little more about the Gregoropolis residents themselves!

Full name: Pete Dakota Gregor.  (Only Nicholas Sahara ever calls him 'Peter')

Birthday: 16 April

Daddy: John

Style: 1970-71 Brunette Turtleneck

Best Friend (Human): BR

Best Friend (Canine): Denali

with puppy Denali

Favorite Outdoors Game: Hide & Seek (is always the last to be found)

'Me Time' Activities: Painting and Reading

Favorite Artist: Gonzalo Endara Crow

Favorite Books: The Big Bug Mesa western series by Randolph L. Tumbleweed

Dressed as his literary hero, cowboy Monterey Jack

Biggest Fear: That the Christmas Elf will get him

Ever feel like you were being watched???

Proudest of: His Scottish heritage

Role within the Terrific Ten: Everybody's favorite little brother

Role within Gregoropolis: Zen Master

Pete Dakota was originally adopted by Daddy Steve, but Daddy John gave him his name and consequently took over his adoption.

Pete is the youngest of the Terrific Ten and normally quiet and shy but woe to anyone who interrupts him while he's in the middle of a painting project!  When life in Gregoropolis gets too loud, he will retreat to the western world of Big Bug Mesa and the adventures of his hero, cowboy Monterey Jack. He enjoys taking walks with his dog Denali, who is completely devoted to Pete--they can often be found out strolling with BR and his dog Annabelle.  Pete will pop up now and then with sometimes head-scratching bon mots of Zen wisdom.  

On the other hand, you have different fingers.

What's With The Hats?

 

Philip Guy: How about a treasure hunt in the backyard?

Kirwan Mahoney: A treasure hunt? Hmmmmm....

Philip: Yeah, and the first team to find the golden pumpkin wins a prize!

Kirwan: I like it!  We also need a game for inside.

Philip: Bobbing for apples?

Kirwan: Apples are so passé.  What about bobbing for golf balls?

Philip: People will be breaking their teeth!

Kirwan: I know! We then charge a cut of the tooth fairy payments!

Philip: Good grief, no!

Stephen Orange: What's going on here?

Philip: We're planning the Halloween Party.

Noah: And what's with those ridiculous hats?

Kirwan: Sorry, no one's allowed to question the hats.

Uli: Ach! Why is there crowd in kitchen?  Is not mealtime!

Philip: We're planning the Halloween Par--

Uli: --Nein! Not in kitchen!

Uli:  I will NOT be sweeping up teeth!

Kirwan: Spoilsport.

Philip: Bobbing for cheese curds?

Kirwan: Hmmmm...you've got something there...

Autumnal Angst

 

EEEEEEEEEEEEEEK!

Jessica: What was that?

EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEK!

Daphne: There it is again!

Jessica: Did you forget to shut off the kettle?

Ginger: Maybe we need to replace the battery in the fire alarm?

EEEEEEEEEEEEEK!

Daphne: Oh, wait.  I know what it is -- Duncan.

EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEK!

Ginger: Oh yes!  It's that time of year, isn't it?

Jessica: The poor thing.

EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEK!

Daphne: I suppose one of us has got to coax him off the edge.

Jessica: I nominate you, Daphne.

Ginger: Oh yes, you're so good at that sort of thing.

Daphne: >Sigh<...Very well.

Duncan: EEEEEEEEEEEEEK!

Duncan: EEEEEEEEEEEEEK!

Daphne: Now, Sweetie, you've got to get a hold of yourself.

It's just one leaf.  We still have plenty of really lovely weather ahead of us.

Duncan: >pant, pant<

Daphne: That's it.  Deep breaths.

Duncan: >pant< Eeek.

The Donkey Knows More

Daddy Steve: Here in Gregoropolis, we are big fans of garden ornament--tasteful ornament, of course.  Although that's all in the eye of the beholder.

Daphne: No pink flamingos around here, thank you.

Recently, we set out a metal donkey that had belonged to my mother.  He had been stored away for many years and was looking pretty shabby.  A coat of 'Hunt Club Green' spray paint revitalized him.

Barbara: He looks very smart.

Beatrix: Who says "it's not easy being green"?

Rhoda: So what's the donkey's name?

Mikko: We named him Hoetie.

Rhoda: Huh? What kind of name is that?

Tyler: As in 'Donkey-Hoetie'!

Tyler and Mikko: HA-HA-HA-HA-HA-HA-HA!!!!!!

Mikko: We were going to name him 'Kong'.

Tyler: That he would be 'Donkey --

Rhoda: Yeah, yeah, I get it.

Mikko: But we went with the more literary choice cuz it's classier.

Rhoda: >Snort< And you two are all about class.

Marco: A-E-I-O-U,

¡El burro sabe más que tú!

Holly Belle: Oh, a love poem in French!  How beautiful!

Marco: It's Spanish, actually.

Holly Belle: Whatever.

Paul David: She can be a bit clueless, can't she?

Marco: Sí, amigo, totally clueless.

A Taste of Honey

 

Scot-Michael: Hey. What's all this about?

Nicholas Sahara: I was just thinking this morning how some 

fresh honey would go delightfully with tea and toast.  

Marmalade can be so dreadfully tedious.

Nicholas: I thought I would wander over to the 

beehives, calm the dear bumbles with a bit of smoke, 

and collect some lovely honey.

Scot-Michael: Forgetting, of course, that we 

don't have any beehives.

Nicholas: Ah, yes. Quite.

You've found the flaw in my plan.

Scot-Michael: C'mon back inside.

I'll make you some tea and toast with strawberry jelly.

Nicholas: >Sigh<  I really fancied honey.

Scot-Michael: It's not the same I know, but 

we can run to the corner shop later.

Nicholas: Promise?

Scot-Michael: May I bee stung if I bee lyin'.

Nicholas: >Groan< Oh, Scout...

Bernard the Bee:  Bzzz!

Holly Hobby

 

Holly Belle: Did I tell you that I've taken up a new hobby?

Nathan: You don't say...

Holly Belle: Try to guess what it is.

Nathan: Sky diving?

Holly Belle: What?!? Don't be ridiculous.

John Martin: >Sigh< What's your new hobby, Holly Belle?

Holly Belle: It's knitting!

John Martin: Really?  Actually, that's impressive.

Holly Belle: Wait here; I'll show you something I made.

Nathan: >Ugh<  Why do you encourage her?

John Martin: Well, it just seems like the polite thing to do.

Nathan: I know, but we talk to her, then she talks to us, 

and then we have to talk to her more.

Nathan: Where does it end at last?  That's how wars start!

John Martin: I thought you like Holly Belle.

Nathan: Oh, I do...I guess.  I'm just not crazy about talking to her.

Holly Belle: Ta-da!  Just look at this!

John Martin: Um, it's a ball of yarn...

Holly Belle: I know!  It started out as a skein!

Nathan: Well, I guess you have to begin somewhere.