At Home (From Thereby Hangs A Tail)

We went home. I loved home and hadn’t been there in way too long. While Bernie got the mail out of the box and flipped through it – lines appearing on his forehead, meaning lots of bills – I ran around the lawn sniffing for trespassers. And did we have them, in spades. Spades are a kind of shovel, which I know on account of this perp who once swung one at Bernie and was now wearing an orange jump suit at Central State, somewhere in all that being the connection between spades and trespassers, but why worry where exactly? Instead I followed the scents: squirrel, bird, the mailman, toad, and several of my guys, including – Iggy? Was it possible Iggy had been out? I hadn’t smelled Iggy in a long time, couldn’t be sure. I glanced over at Iggy’s place and at that very moment he ran up to the window and saw me. He started barking that yip-yip-yip, got his front paws up against the glass, lost his balance and tumbled out of sight.


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4 Responses to “At Home (From Thereby Hangs A Tail)”

  1. Diane
    8:46 am on January 11th, 2010

    It should come as no surprise that as a librarian I finding reading to be a mighty enjoyable activity. What a great weekend I had gobbling up THAT!

  2. Chet The Dog
    9:52 am on January 11th, 2010

    Very glad to hear that, Diane, from everyone here.

  3. Harrison Howe
    10:32 am on January 11th, 2010

    Funny, just got to that part today. TAIL is a winner. Love Chet!

  4. abbiethekitty
    2:58 pm on January 11th, 2010

    Yes, THAT was a treat. I too am a happy reader, although not a librarian. I just waded right in and enjoyed the heck out of it. Thanks Chet, for another great adventure

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