I'm confused.

The granddaughter left exactly a week and one day ago and has not yet returned.  I am not sure if this is a normal occurrence or not; however, no one else in the household seems to pay much mind.  I think they must have noticed her absence by now; she always was a talker and there's a distinct change in the atmosphere.  I shall assume this is not something to get my feathers ruffled about.  However, I am a little disconcerted.

Sudden Change!

The grandson has been gone all day.  I wonder if this is the change they refer to as the "school-year."  Perhaps he is learning to take the son-in-law's place.

My Title

Today, I shall explain how I got here.

I heard of a creation called the "Underground Railroad."  I hear it is a place that helped runaways.  I wonder if it is somewhat like the subway.

Well, I figured that since I was a runaway, and I wanted to keep the others at home informed, calling myself the "Underground Arctic" might help me along the way.

To those of you still in the house that smells of cleaning products -- I promise, I am looking for work.  I will get you out as I can.  Carry on, chums!

Conversation

The humans keep speaking of an upcoming change.  It seems the entire schedule will be abrubtly re-aligned in roughly a week.  I will keep you posted as soon as I am aware.

Take Two

I'm beginning to understand how the humans use this body of water.  The purpose is recreation, not survival.  I think I could get used to this.

A Moment's Rest!

The family seems to have disappeared for a few hours.  I don't know where they went, but they dressed up and left me alone in the house for a long period of time.  I will take this opportunity to explain the situation in which I find myself.

That Old Woman obtained me when I was only a few months old and I have lived on or near her tele ever since.  Her and her friends have put me through a lot!  I've been kidnapped and packed in boxes and had my beak puffed up to look like I was a snoody little brat countless times!  Besides, I'm allergic to all the cleaning products she uses.

As time went on, she obtained more and more of my kind.  At least, most of them were my kind.  Some were bizarre mockeries.  Those were hard and shiny and sometimes she would stick things in them.  We began to form a coalition -- the Party for Penguin Independence.  I became the official spokesperson.  And so when the opportunity came to escape and attempt to find help in the outside world, I took it!

And this is how I got to where I am currently.

Son-in-Law

The son-in-law has left every day at eight in the morning for the past four days.  However, today I observed a slight variance.  He woke earlier but has remained here all day.  I shall consult again with the furry pair.  I wonder if there is a reason.  I'll write back soon, but for now, goodbye!

Furry Pair

I finally introduced myself to the furry pair this morning during one of their conferences to ask about the famine.  It seems they are -- what do they call it, household pets? -- and the family feeds them daily!  It must be such a jolly good life.  They are quite content; I think my mind might bubble over in boredom.  They are quite a devious pair, though.  One seems a little off key throughout conversation.  I do hope she's alright.  We got along quite well though.  Well, ta-ta for now!

Really?

There is a distinct lack of fish in this body of water.  I assume the resident slimy things they call frogs must have something to do with it.  I've never seen their kind before.  They give me a squeamish feeling and hop in just as I approach.  But alas, I digress.  The others seem content about the lack of food.  I shall ask the furry pair about this at a later date.

I'm moving up in life!

I'm beginning to feel at home again!

Escaped!

I hid in the grandson's bag, and finally, after 35 years, I escaped!  I'll send money when I can.  I've got to go; they're watching.