”

“What is that, Twiggy?”

“What is what?”

“That sound.”

“Hmm. If I didn’t know better, I would say it’s a 3.2-liter truck engine.”

“How far away do you think it is?”

“I figure it is leaving the FedEx warehouse in Austin.”

“I wonder how long it will take to get here?”

“I’m not a math whiz, but I figure it will be three hours at least.”

“Well, that’s a shame. I was hoping to get in a St. Louis barkathon before my nap.”

“Not everyone operates at our convenience, Little One.”

“Can you keep a lookout for me?”

“Sure. You take a nap, and if the FedEx guy turns into our cul-de-sac, I’ll wake you.”

“Sure it’s not too much trouble?”

“Naw. I’ve already had a nap so I can do that for you.”

“That would be swell.”

“You would do the same for me.”

“You bet. I’d do anything for you.”

“I know. You and I have to stick together.”

“We can still play Panther and Puma, even though it gets rough at times.”

“Of course. That is a game we both love.”

“Oh, good. I’m going to take a nap then.”

“Pleasant dreams.”