Moonlight Madness by John R. Erickson

Author:John R. Erickson
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Tags: cowdog, Hank the Cowdog, John R. Erickson, John Erickson, ranching, Texas, dog, adventure, mystery, Hank, Drover, Pete, Sally May
Publisher: Maverick Books, Inc.
Published: 2015-05-07T16:56:00+00:00

“Hey, you can’t just walk away and leave me in this . . . you come back here this very minute and . . . I am the Head of Ranch Security and I demand that you let me out of this cage immediately! At once! Now!”

No answer. And by that time, the terrible truth had begun to soak through the topsoil of my mind. I had been duped by a dope, conned by a coon . . . and I could hardly wait for Slim and the others to find me, come morning.

Me in the coon cage and the coon in the machine shed—where, by the way, he was busy turning over buckets and cans and wrecking the place. I knew that’s what he was doing because I could hear the racket.

That’s typical behavior in coons, by the way. Always poking around, looking into things, making a mess, getting into mischief.

I should have known.

What a fool I’d been.

Oh boy.

It was what you’d call a very long night, squeezed as I was into a jailhouse for rabbits. And yet in some ways it wasn’t long enough. I dreaded the coming of daylight, when my friends at the house would . . .

I, uh, found myself rehearsing my story—that is, going over the proper tail wags and sad expressions that would somehow explain exactly . . . uh . . . what I was doing . . . in the cage.

It would be a tough presentation, one of the toughest in my entire career. I knew there was an excellent chance that nobody would believe ANY story I might come up with, no matter how wild or crazy.

I couldn’t sleep. The hours slithered by, punctured by the clanging and banging in the machine shed. At last the noise stopped, yet I was still unable to fall asnork . . . murgle skiffer porkchop zzzzzzzzzzzzzzz.

Okay, maybe I drifted off for a moment or two, and when my eyes popped open, I saw Drover standing in front of me. His head was cocked to the side and he was wearing a foolish grin on his mouth.

“Hi, Hank. I wondered where you were.”

“Did you, now?”

“Sure did, but I didn’t think you’d be in there. Gosh, I never would have thought to look for you in the coon’s cage.”

“Well, once again, Drover, your thinking comes up short.”

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