

While in the car waiting for a red light to change, Fleegle, riding shotgun, lets out a very loud bark that makes me cover my ears.
“Ouch. What are you barking at?”
He stares ahead intently. “That man.”
I look where he’s looking, but see no one. “What man?”
“That man in the big hat.”
I look again. There’s a man in a cowboy hat far away in the next block. “He’s like a zillion miles away.”
“He’ll be close soon enough. You watch.”
“Why bark, why not wag? What’s so scary about him?”
“He leans to the left when he walks. No one walks like that. He’s up to something. I’m sure of it.”
The light turns green, we pass the man and we’ll never know what he was up to.
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I’m in the kitchen cooking my breakfast when Fleegle trots in from the yard. “Feeling better, I see.”
“Absolutely.”
“I bet that’s the last time you’ll be eating duck treats.”
“I’m not so sure that’s what made me sick. They were pretty tasty. It might’ve been something else,” he says, hopefully.
“What else did you eat?”
“Kibble.”
“That’s never made your stomach upset before.”
He sniffs the air by the stove where I’m cooking. “Bacon and eggs have never upset your stomach before, maybe I should have some of them.”
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Fleegle is curled up on the den couch. “I don’t feel so good.”
“For a chocolate dog, you look mighty green. Is that grass stuck in your front teeth?” I pull it out for him. “So much for your duck treats, eh? Did you throw up?”
He nods. “By the back gate near the garbage cans.”
“Poor dog.”
“And in the flower beds.”
“Poor flowers.”
“And in your shoes by the bed.”
“Poor Raud.”
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