In The Cave
“Wait, Chet,” Bernie said. This was yesterday. We were outside this cave, or abandoned mine or whatever it was, somewhere in Death Valley. “There are no supports. Don’t go in there.” But I had to. I smelled a rat, one of those big desert rats. I don’t like them, not one little bit, don’t like their smell, either, which is kind of like mice except more sour, like they’re always eating something rotten.
The next thing I knew, I was deep in the shaft, smelling the rat, and hearing him, too, scurrying on ahead of me. “Chet! Chet!” Bernie shone the light inside. I saw my own shadow, stretched out way ahead. And what was that? Uh-oh. A skull. A human skull, sitting straight up on the hard-packed ground. And beside it lay a can, a big flat kind of metal can, pretty much the shape of a Frisbee.
“Chet? What’s going on?”
Tags: Chet The Dog, Death Valley, Greed, Spencer Quinn
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4:30 am on April 3rd, 2009
A skull? von Stroheim died in France; Mayer is supposedly buried in LA…
I read about a janitor who threw the extra footage of Greed in the furnace, but maybe he didn't. Maybe he kept the footage. Maybe someone found out.
Maybe Bernie could use a librarian.
4:39 pm on April 3rd, 2009
I agree…librarians are great at finding out information. Almost as persistent as a dog on the trail of something interesting. I remember the Rhinestone Cowboy movie with Robert Redford and Jane Fonda. At one point he angrily tells Jane…"If you want information, go to the library." I always thought the American Library Association should have bought the rights to that line for advertising. I can't remember if there was a dog in the movie or not.
7:27 pm on April 3rd, 2009
They should let dogs into the library– I've been saying it for years.