The Case of the Blazing Sky 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: 2015-05-05T19:23:50+00:00

Just then a clap of thunder grumbled outside. Lousy luck! The chickens exchanged looks of alarm and began muttering. I had to act fast. “Uh . . . the show’s up here, folks, eyes this way, please! Thank you. I’m sure you have many questions, and I’d be glad to answer them.”

A scowling rooster at the rear raised his wing. It was J.T. Cluck, and he said, “You’re name ain’t Joey, pooch, and this ain’t a bus.”

I tried to swallow the poisonous taste in my mouth. The tension was rising. They were all staring at me, waiting to hear what I would say.

“Great point, J.T., very perceptive. Okay, we’re not actually on a foliage tour and you’re right, this isn’t your average tour bus. Ha ha. It’s not a bus at all and you’ve probably figured out that I’m your Head of Ranch Security.”

Someone in the audience yelled, “We knew this wasn’t a bus. You didn’t fool us!”

I tried to calm them with a gentle laugh. “Ha ha. Listen, would you believe that I’m actually here on a secret mission?”

I held my breath and waited for their response. It came in a loud chorus. “NO!”

“All right, let’s cut to the bottom line. I blundered in here by mistake and a scheming little cat locked the door. I would like nothing better than to get out of here and leave you in peace. Is there another exit?”

The chickens muttered and clucked among themselves, while I listened to the pounding of my heart. At last, their eyes swung back to me, and J.T. said, “Pooch, we’ve just figured it out. We’ve got a dog in our chicken house!”

My spirits dropped like a chunk of cement. “Right, and what we need to do is remain calm.”

What a joke. Remain calm? Suddenly the room erupted in wild shrieks and hysterical clucking, as chickens flapped their wings, flew into walls, fainted, and screeched like . . . I don’t know what. Like a room full of hysterical, brainless chickens who had gone berserk over nothing. Idiot birds.

Oh brother. I was cooked. I staggered through the blizzard of floating feathers and screaming chickens and sat down beside the door. I knew that within minutes, the big door would open and I would find myself looking into the flaming eyes of . . . someone, Loper or Sally May.

Gulp.

With nothing better to do, I began rehearsing my story. “Sally May, I know this looks bad, a dog in the, uh, chicken house after lights-out. In fact, it looks very bad and no one is more aware of it than me. Frankly, I can’t remember ever being in a more awkward situation in my whole life. All I can tell you is . . . I have no idea how I got here. Honest. No kidding. You’ll just have to trust me on that.”

Would it sell? I didn’t have long to wait. Minutes later, the hinges on the big door squeaked, sending stabs of terror down my backbone. The door swung open and I turned my gaze toward .

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