The Case of the Secret Weapon 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: 2015-05-04T18:40:42+00:00

Holding his bitten hiney, he whirled around and saw me for the first time. “You! Now, why’d you go and do that?”

I gave him a snarl that said, “Because you’re a liar and a thief, and I don’t like either one of those things. Get off my ranch and don’t ever come back, or you’ll get the rest of what I started.”

Pretty impressive, huh? You bet. I didn’t cut the guy any slack. When they push me over the line, they get no mercy.

What did he do? Heh heh. You’ll love this. He raised his hands in the air and started edging toward the saddle shed. “All right, doggie, you’ve got the goods on me. I give up. Keep the meat. You won, fair and square, and I’ve got no hard feelings. In fact, I’m going to give you a prize.”

A prize? How about that, huh? Wow, what a triumph! The creep darted inside the shed and . . . what was that thing? A cat on a leash? Cats don’t have black and white stripes, do they? Or long bushy tails?

Huh?

Oops. All at once I remembered the rest of the deputy’s story, the part about the, uh, Secret Weapon. You’d probably forgotten all about it, but . . .

A skunk. He brought his pet skunk out of the shed and pointed a finger directly at me. “Rosebud, that dog just said your momma’s a skunk. Are you going to take that from a dog? Huh? No? Then git ’im!” He put a little plastic whistle between his lips and blew. TWEET!

Before I could think or move, Rosebud hopped up into firing position and sent a ball of something yellow rolling in my direction. It wasn’t a ball of fire. It was something a whole lot . . .

SPLAT!

. . . worse. We’ve talked about skunks, right? And all the damage they can do? Big damage, especially if they land a direct hit. This one did. I mean, it happened so fast . . .

Boy, you talk about STINK! You talk about toxic air and going blind and gasping for breath! Fellers, when you get ambushed by a skunk, you know you’ve been ambushed. I mean, this was the same little monster that had shut down a grocery store, and I promise, anything that can shut down a store can shut down a dog.

I staggered and stumbled through the cloud of poisonous yellow fog. “Hank to Drover, over. We have a dog down! Repeat, dog down, dog down! Activate all units, launch the second wave, send a chopper, help!”

You probably think Drover rushed out of the house and came to my rescue, right? Ha. What a joke. He didn’t rush out of the house. He probably didn’t even hear my distress call. Don’t forget where he was hiding—under Slim’s bed. There were so many spiderwebs under that bed, sound waves had no chance of getting there.

He didn’t come to my rescue, and to be honest, even if he had, I don’t know what he could have done.

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