Chetspeak on Sunday
“ … speaking of high school, my very first piece on the high school paper,” Suzie was saying, “an exposé of janitorial salaries that made the principal – Chet? What are you doing?”
What was I doing?
“Not digging at the seat, by any chance?”
Digging at the seat? Me? Of course not. My front paw was poised like this because … just because. Up ahead, the car with the cat in back swung onto an exit ramp and disappeared from view. My paw came down and rested comfortably on the seat, a seat that felt slightly rougher than before, hardly at all, not worth a second thought.
“Good boy,” Suzie said.
That was me! I gave the side of her face a nice big lick. She laughed. “Stop it – we’ll have an accident.” So I stopped, and if not then, at least not too long after. Suzie was the best! When I was with her I didn’t even miss … uh-oh, but I did. I did miss Bernie, just a bit. Then more and more. I curled up on the seat and thought about him, all nice thoughts.
– from PAW AND ORDER.
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