She was good, for a cat. Now there was just Billy
and the other cat, Boots, to share the couch.
Billy was no dummy. In the past three years or so, since he became
the official town dog, he not only knew his duties, but his options
as well. Billy’s duties were to see the children safely across the
street to school (helped by Martin, the crossing guard) and to visit
the residents of the Rest of Your Life retirement home.
And his options? Well, with cold weather on its way, Billy knew he
could leave his favorite bed under the cottonwood tree and move into
the insulated dog house the high school kids built for him. And …
this is the good part … he could do what he always did and move in
with Aunt Ada and Boots at night. [to top of second
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In making his daily rounds,
Billy was given snacks out the back door of several cafes and the
retirement home. The Mule Barn had a special each Sunday on chicken
fried steak, so Billy learned to hit the Barn’s back door when he
saw folks going to church.
And Boots doesn’t wiggle around much on the couch. Life is good.
[Text from file received from
Slim Randles]
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