I almost gave back the Frisbee again, and then maybe again after that, and possibly once more. And then I actually gave it back.
“What a fun dog,” said one of the college kids.
Love college kids!
After that we went to Donut Heaven. Love Donut Heaven, too! Life is good, just one thing after another. Lt. Stine was waiting in his cruiser. Has Lt. Stine come up yet? He’s with the Valley PD, and is maybe how come me and Bernie got together in the first place, although exactly how is kind of hazy. That might be in Thereby Hangs A Tail; Lt. Stine’s in it for sure.
We parked cop style, driver’s side door to driver’s side door. “Hey, Chet,” said Lt. Stine, holding up a paper bag, “guess what’s in here.”
That was easy – crullers.
“Big guy,” said Bernie, “a little space, please.”
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