Stop and Go
We drove back into the Valley, got stuck in traffic right away. “Human population in 1900,” Bernie said, “a billion and a half and change. Human population in 2000 – almost seven billion. What else do you need to know?” I wasn’t sure, and at that very moment a cat in a car beside us yawned right in my face. I hate that! “Chet! What’s up?” A truck got in between us, blocking the cat from view. “What was that all about? The human population thing? Don’t worry, big guy.”
Had I been barking or something? I didn’t think so. And I wasn’t worried, not the least bit. I moved a little closer to Bernie. He scratched between my ears, just so. We rolled ahead a bit, stopped, rolled some more. Now we were beside a car with a kid in the back. “Hey, Mommy,” he said, “look at that nice doggie. Can we get one like that?”
“Who could afford to feed him?” said the woman at the wheel.
I laid down.
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