Chetspeak on Sunday
Today: More background for SCENTS AND SENSIBILITY. This is from A FISTFUL OF COLLARS:
Bernie opened the box, took out a chew strip, gave it a little shake. “Up and over, big guy,” he said. One thing about the chew strips from Rover and Company: they had the best smell in the world. And another thing about them: if they got shaken like that, the smell got even stronger, especially if the breeze suddenly shifted a bit, now blowing – no, not hard – but right in your face. How to describe it? Like a wonderfully beefy breeze, hickory smoked? Something of the kind, and maybe given time I could have described it better, but it was too late. I was already in mid-air, soaring over the gate – clearing it by plenty, by the way; I checked – and headed for a nice soft landing in the canyon.
The naked bulb over the gate went on. The gate swung open. Bernie and Mr. Parsons gazed out at me, caught in the circle of light. I gazed back at them.
“Right after I took that picture,” Mr. Parsons said, “I heard a woman calling for him and the little critter took off.”
“Catch the name?” said Bernie.
“Shooter,” Mr. Parsons said.
“Oh, boy,” Bernie said.
And here’s a great picture book (by Sarah Weeks and David Small) that we discovered at the Texas Library Assoc. Conference:
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