Regi's Story by Rat2rrjHey, Reg! yelped a voice.The dusty wind blew through Regis purple and gold streaked rat fur as his friend ran up to him. Did you do anything, other than moping, while I was gone searching for food? asked Pete. Regi nodded to his canine pal.Yes, actually I programmed the wrecked spaceship we found to fly us to Earth, where well get some help from the locals. The black and grey puppy sighed, patting Regi on the back.I know how you feel, Reg. Remember, Im your orphan farmhand without a poké to his name. I had no say in anything. You, on the other paw, had two great parents and a sister on the way. Me? Zip. Nada. You had the good life Reg, and you helped me through mine. The rat smiled, then rummaged though Petes sack, finding a few apples, some corn ears, and, he whooped, CHESTNUTS! from an underground store somewhere. Youre welcome. Now stop drooling and help me pack the rest of our collection.