Doing What We Do, Me And Bernie

“A tomato-red Audi,” Bernie said. “If we can’t follow that we should get out of the business.” Whoa. Get out of the business? This is what we did, me and Bernie. Sitting up high in the shotgun seat, I turned to gaze at him. He glanced at me. “The red part’s all on me, big guy, on account of your cone and rod thing.” No idea what he was talking about. I started panting, can’t say why. 

We followed Portia Peters, ex-wife of Kelo Printz, up onto the freeway, headed toward the downtown towers. She got off just before downtown and led us through a nice part of town with lots of trees. I knew we were near the college from all the kids lying around outside or playing Frisbee. Love the college kids, and they love me. A Frisbee soared by, not far from us at all. 

“Che-et?” Bernie has this way of saying my name sometimes, even if I’m not doing anything but sitting still.

The Audi slowed down, parked in front of a shop with paintings in the window. We parked, too, watched Portia enter the shop. Bernie read the sign: “Fetzer Gallery. We specialize in Outsider Art.” 

At that moment, I noticed a cat on the shelf behind the back window of the car parked in front of us. The cat noticed me and yawned in my face. The case was taking an ugly turn.


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5 Responses to “Doing What We Do, Me And Bernie”

  1. Diane Brodson
    3:39 am on April 24th, 2009

    An ugly turn indeed! Somebody left a cat in a parked car? Were the windows rolled down?

    A long time ago, our orange-striped cat Jake used to jump into open windows of cars or trucks in the driveway. We all thought he must have been a NASCAR driver in a previous life.

  2. Rebecca Rice
    4:50 am on April 24th, 2009

    Yeah, and Mac used to do that too, remember? It drove the neighbors crazy.

  3. C. Harris
    8:19 pm on April 24th, 2009

    Cats are scary when they yawn–they become all mouth and teeth. Plus when cats look at you and then yawn, it is like they are saying that you are boring. Rather rude, don't you think? An ugly turn indeed.

  4. Diane Brodson
    7:52 am on April 25th, 2009

    Dogs have a sense of humor; cats don't. If you laugh at a dog, they get excited and want to join in the laughter. If you laugh at a cat, their ears go back, they lick their shoulder and leave. A cat's yawn is a "Whatever!" to you.

  5. Rebecca Rice
    1:27 pm on April 25th, 2009

    Yes, but cats have a sense of irony.

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