Dora laughed as Calla turned upside down and let go of the broom. "I would be careful doing that over the lake! Wouldn't want to fall in!" Dora hollered to her, laughing.

Just then she spottd one of those pesky little gnomes trying to pull her cat's tail."Oh no you don't you slippery little booger!" she exclaimed as she zoomed around and headed back over the lake in hot pursuit. She leaned very low on her Fireblot and willed it faster. She was nothing more than a blur in the sky by the time she reached the pesky little thing. Grabbing it by the arm as she flew low over the ground she cried out, "Gotcha!" Laughing she pulled up and went higher, higher, higher. As she flew way above the trees she started to hover and flung the little devil as hard as she could into the trees below. "Stay out of my garden and away from my stuff!" The little gnome never stopped swearing at Dora and kicking and spitting. even as he fell into the darkness of the forest he weas yelling obscenities.