Senator
was an exemplary coyote. As a Senator, he was typically picaresque.
He urinated and dumped on everything Bainwarble treasured until
Bainwarble voted him out. Senator became an “outside” canis.
Bainwarble built him a doghouse out of old pallets and stuck it by
the camper.
Meanwhile,
Senator couldn’t support his voracious appetites, so he applied for
a government grant. Ducky Bumps said Bainwarble should never have
taught him to make an ‘X’ by holding a pencil in his teeth, but
it was she who prepared his application. Fortunately, it failed.
Bainwarble
spent weeks cleaning his camper. He scrubbed everything, replaced
the mattress, cushions, and rugs, and even wiped down the ceiling. I
helped him. Ducky Bumps obliged by yelling at us until we were
finished. She said a little adult supervision could do wonders, and
told Bainwarble there was a place in politics for anyone who would
listen.
Left
temporarily unsupervised, Senator admired a spot behind the fence, on
the neighbor’s property. He drug his doghouse and toys over, and
became a squatter. The neighbor said it was fine, but when he wanted
the spot back for a compost heap, Senator bared his teeth.
Bainwarble had to hypnotize him and bring his things home. Senator
retaliated by biting the mail carrier, so the Post Office made us
rent a box. Then they moved the Post Office two miles away.
The dog
whisperer we hired said Senator wasn’t mean, just opposed to any
form of government that didn’t benefit him personally.
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