Pawing Through the Past (2004)
“Murphy to the point where she opened one glittering green eye. The marvel of insect engineering zoomed closer. She batted at it with a paw but the large black and yellow creature zigged out of the way.
“Losing your touch,” Tucker laconically commented.
“Bull. I’m lying on my side. If I’d been sitting up that bomber wouldn’t have had a chance. ’Course, if I’d been sitting up she wouldn’t have come near me.”
“Yeah, yeah,” Tucker, also on her side under a hydrangea bush, said.
Mrs. Murphy sat up. “Where’s Pewter?”
“In the post office. Leave the air-conditioning? Ha!”
The sweltering heat intensified. Mrs. Murphy and Tucker had left the post office to scrounge around Miranda’s garden in the late morning. It didn’t seem so hot then but they couldn’t find anything of interest despite a soft, lingering chipmunk scent, so they fell asleep.
BoomBoom’s elegant BMW rumbled down the alleyway. She parked behind the post office, getting out of the driver’s side as Marcy Wiggins and Chris Sharpton em...erged from the passenger and rear doors.MoreLess
“Losing your touch,” Tucker laconically commented.
“Bull. I’m lying on my side. If I’d been sitting up that bomber wouldn’t have had a chance. ’Course, if I’d been sitting up she wouldn’t have come near me.”
“Yeah, yeah,” Tucker, also on her side under a hydrangea bush, said.
Mrs. Murphy sat up. “Where’s Pewter?”
“In the post office. Leave the air-conditioning? Ha!”
The sweltering heat intensified. Mrs. Murphy and Tucker had left the post office to scrounge around Miranda’s garden in the late morning. It didn’t seem so hot then but they couldn’t find anything of interest despite a soft, lingering chipmunk scent, so they fell asleep.
BoomBoom’s elegant BMW rumbled down the alleyway. She parked behind the post office, getting out of the driver’s side as Marcy Wiggins and Chris Sharpton em...erged from the passenger and rear doors.MoreLess
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