Car Ride

by Jeff Baker

Oh boy! Oh boy! Car door open! Car ride! Car ride!

Hop in! Woooop! Watch the tail! Oboy! Yip! Yip!

Window down. Goooood! Moving. There goes the house, here’s the street.

Here we goooooo! Ahhhhhhhh! Breeze! Breeeeeeze! Arf! Arf!

Okay, I’ll shut up! PantPantPant! Ooooooo! Smells! Smells smells smells smells!

Not stopping? Smells! Food! Not stopping. Okay.

Stopping. Lots of cars. Waiting. Light. Three lights on top of each other. All same color.

Pant, pant. Ooooo! Dog! Other dog in car! See? See? Woooo-oof!

Okay, I’m quiet. Car ride. Car ride. We turning? Big building? Little metal box in front?

Oooooo. Pull by metal box, toss little paper in hole in box. Paper smells because you licked it.

Ooooooooo! Head rub! Niiiiiice!

Heading home! Heading home! Treats! Treats! Treats!

Here’s house again. Open car door. Sniff yard. All okay.

Open house. Look back at yard. Head in.

Curl up by sofa.

Niiiiiiice.

Wag tail.

Dream…..

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AUTHOR’S NOTE:

Written pretty much in one sitting from a prompt pic I snapped of a dog looking out a car window. Didn’t quite know where it was going to go. I knew it would have a happy ending, but I wasn’t sure why the guy was going out. Not for food (I thought about a drive-through.) The prosaic mailing of a letter seemed to fit; it just popped into my head. Looking at it again, maybe the guy was mailing off his taxes. —–jsb.