Alright! Part two of my favorite moments, for me, at least, in Minecraft.

So, we've been over the creepers, but now I'm going to go on to a new page of my many minecraft adventures, before my war with the creepers!

So, when I first got minecraft I had two worlds. I had my creative world, and then I had my survival world. I already told you all about how my creative world crashed and all of that bogus, but I never talked about the world that was, at the time, my main survival world. 

So one day, I wondered away from my small house in the tundra. It was a nice house, and my dog was there, sitting, or dogs, really. I had three of them at that point because I absolutely love them, and each had a sign above their head where they were sitting with their name so that I knew who was who and all that good stuff. It was pretty cod out there, but I liked it. Unfortunately, I wanted to see the desert, so I grabbed my axe, gave the dogs some meat, and left. It took me about a mine craft day and a half, but I eventually reached the desert village, and I was like "Oh, snap."

There was everything I could possibly ask for in a village, and it was right next to a jungle, which made it all the better.

I quickly began erecting walls around the village, all cobblestone with a layer of sandstone behind it, and eventually I added the wall blocks onto it for extra protection. I had to do a very good deal of fighting during this time period, and ended up losing a couple of villagers, but it was all worth it. Once I got all of the walls and torches up, the village was secure.

But I knew that something was missing. At first, I just thought, 'oh, right, I haven't actually built myself a home yet.' But even after I did that, I knew that something was missing from the whole picture, even with that nice looking sandstone and birch wood plank, three storied tower with the top level being dedicated to sniping the monsters from above and a safe, always lit village, I knew that there was something I was forgetting.

So my next thought, being in mine craft, was, "Oh, let's go mining." I did that for literally two irl days, mining, getting jems and stone and iron and everything that I could possibly want, but I still knew that I was missing something, and I just couldn't figure it out, even decked out in my iron armor with a golden crown and a throne made of Lapis Lazul and cobblestone, I just couln't figure out what I was misisng, so I kept on searching, trying to find the pieces. 

I travelled to the nether, I even killed some zombie pigmen and got enough gold to make a golden axe, which I began to refer to as my cepter, as I was obviously the king of my village. But then I realized it. I had forgotten my dogs.

Now take into account, this part of the adventure took me a literal week. I got lost more times than I can count, mostly because I just couldn't find my village or my house, and had completely forgotten where that old house in the tundra was, so I could never seem to find my poor little puppies, but eventually I did.

And there were three creepers right next to my house. I wasn't at war with these vile cretures yet, but I was stilla afraid, and it took a good while before I was actualy able to get the dogs home, since I had to find my way back with one at a time since otherwise I'd get their names wrong and never truly know who was who again. But eventually I managed to pull it off, and me and my dogs lived safe and happily ever after.

That is until my computer broke.