Chetspeak (2): In A Throoming Mood
Bernie ran for the phone, sliding just a bit on one of my toys – a favorite, actually, bone-shaped, made of a nicely chewy but firm rubber – and losing the manila envelope. As he skidded to a stop – a stiff-legged skid almost as good as one of mine – the knife flew out of the envelope and stuck point first in the floor, the handle quivering.
“Hello?” Bernie said. “Chet! Knock it off!” He listened for a moment, said, “He’s, um, fine, his usual – Chet!”
But I couldn’t help it. The knife – that knife! – sticking in the floor, vibrating in my ears with this throom throom throom: you’d be jumping up and down, too, count on it. Bernie grabbed the rubber bone and flung it through the open window. I dove out after the bone, raced across the back yard, snagged it, spun around and jumped back inside. A new game, and what a game, indoors and outdoors, running and leaping – this one had it all.
– From Dog On It.
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