The Case of the Missing Birddog by John R. Erickson

Author:John R. Erickson
Language: eng
Format: epub
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: 2015-05-06T19:30:10+00:00

“Exactly my point, and that’s all the time we have for questions.”

I turned away from the little lunatic and tried to clear the vapors from my mind. Was this a calculated attempt to drive me insane, or was it merely something that happened whenever he opened his mouth?

I wandered about that, but just then the pickup slowed and Slim made a left turn into . . . hmmm, we had just turned onto a trail that led into Billy’s west pasture.

Chapter Eight: A Rescue Mission

This was odd, very odd.

I turned my eyes on Slim and studied his face for some hint of what the heck we were doing in another man’s pasture. Right away, I began amassing clues.

Clue #1: He had a toothpick parked on the right side of his mouth. (Usually he parked his toothpicks on the left side of this mouth, so this might have meant something profoundical. Or maybe not).

Clue #2: He squinted his eyes and looked off in the distance.

Clue #3: He slowed the pickup to a crawl.

Clue #4: He rubbed his chin and said, “Now, if I was a bird dog, where would I go?”

HUH?

The pickup was moving again. I turned to Drover and lowered my voice. “Drover, I don’t want to alarm you, but we’ve just gotten word that our orders have changed. It appears that we’re now on a mission to find Plato.”

“I’ll be derned. I thought we decided it was too dangerous, ’cause of all the wild hogs and stuff. Oh, and we don’t like Plato.”

“You and I reached that decision, Drover, but they’ve gone over our heads on this one and we may have no choice.”

Kack-kack-kack.

“You’re chewing your paw again, Drover. Did you see a Deadly Moonbeam?”

“No, I’m scared and I just . . . ”

Kack-kack-kack.

“Drover, you’re being weird.”

“Yeah, but it helps.”

“No kidding? Hmmm. To tell you the truth, I’m feeling a little . . .”

Kack-kack-kack. Kack-kack-kack.

Suddenly and all at once, Slim slammed on the brakes, throwing us out of our seats and into the dashboard. We landed in a heap on the floor. What was going on? Had Slim seen something?

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