Chet The Dog

Posts Tagged ‘yawn’

Refreshed

Does riding in the car ever put you to sleep? That happens to me sometimes, like after we left Max’s Memphis Ribs, for example. When I woke up we were in a bad part of Pedroia, which is about as bad as it gets in the Valley. I sat up in the shotgun seat, had a big yawn.

“Have a nice nap, big guy?” Bernie said. He gave me a pat. I turned my head a bit, hoping to give him the idea of scratching me between the ears. And it worked! Is Bernie the best or what?

I noticed the old dusty van up ahead. It turned into an unpaved alley and we followed. There were tall warehouses with loading docks on both sides. And not a human in sight. I did spot a rat in the shadows. Don’t like rats, not one little bit.

Spencer Quinn will be at Porter Square Books, 25 White Street,  Cambridge MA 02140 tonight at 7.