Good Bernie, Bad Bernie
I missed most of Bernie’s speech at the detectives convention on account of sudden sleepiness – I’m sure you know how that is – but I’d already caught most of it when he was practicing on the way up to Vegas. It was all about this other guy named Bernie, kind of confusing at first, until I realized this other Bernie was a perp. Were we on his trail? Was this going to end with me grabbing him by the pantleg? Bernie Madoff – that was his name. Bernie – my Bernie – said you could tell a lot about a certain type of criminal mind from the smirk on Bernie Madoff’s face the day he was on the loose on Lexington Avenue. Some perps, he said, think they’re the smartest dude on the planet, and that’s their weakness. Lexington Avenue: never heard of it, but I’ll be on the lookout now that we’re back home in the Valley. Message to Bernie Madoff: watch out. My Bernie is always the smartest guy in the room.
Tags: criminal mind, Madoff, perps
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4:53 am on February 23rd, 2009
Hi Chet.
It's so great that you blog. See, I'm allergic to dogs, but I grew up having both dogs and cats in the family (yeah, I know, but not all of them are terrible). Anyway, I miss dogs terribly. I was so excited when I found your book, because reading it was almost like living with a dog again– except that I finished it in about four and a half hours, straight through. Couldn't put it down. I can't wait to read more of your work. The blog is a wonderful thing, because see, this way I can still get a little fix.
5:01 am on February 23rd, 2009
Why did Iggy's owners put up that awful fence?
How come Chet doesn't have a dog-door?
(And what's up with the no-use-for-cats attitude? My dogs always had cats around… why, Barnie the big yellow lab slept with Sophie – the black and white cat. Scout – the golden retriever – slept with Jake the orange tabby. Everybody got along just fine.)