Hunting Expedition

Hello. This is The Daily Bone and I’m your adventurous doggie host Chester L. W. Spaniel, along with my stout-hearted associate Joseph (Joey dog) Spaniel.

T-minus ten seconds to take off. Yipes! 

Last week, Joey dog and I had to go on a very perilous car ride. We cowered in the back seat for a while, awaiting our impending doom at the vet’s office for a shot or a horrifying ear cleaning. (Where else do we ever go in a car?) It was a good thing Jessy was sitting next to us or else we would have panicked, as the ten minute ride stretched out to an hour and a half. The farther we went, the worse the snowy weather became, until we could hardly see out the windows. We could feel the tires slip and slide on the road at times!

Five minutes out. Refueling. Are we there yet?

When we finally stopped, we discovered we had reached another planet, and this was the home of our most revered human: Oma. What a relief! Oma always gives us lots of yum yums. But then we found out that our doggie expertise was needed for an important mission there. Oma thought there might be a mousie in the basement of her house, and we doggies were supposed to hunt for it. After a thorough inspection of the entire basement, we concluded there were no mousies at all in there. In addition, we could not find any way a mousie could possibly get in there in the first place. We were proud to have been able to give her that positive report.

Here come the yum yums. Hooray!

You mean we have to go back too?