“Ah, it looks like the sun is heading South.”
“I thought the sunset in the West.”
“It does. I was just making my own imagery of how it seems to go down.”
“Oh, I get it. It’s like when you say this game is going South.
“You have it for sure. Speaking of games, is there anything you want to play?”
“I think it’s getting close to dinner. Besides, I hear the gentle rumble of the UPS van. He is within a couple of miles.”
“I think I hear him too. This is serious stuff if he thinks he can stop here.”
“It has been a while since we taught him a lesson.”
“Are you picking up the same vibe I am?”
“You mean the going away vibe instead of the coming to vibe?”
“Exactly. How could this happen? What were we doing that we missed the coming to?”
“We were flapping our gums, that’s what. Can’t hear when we are talking.”
“Look at that. The package is even in the house. Two losers.”
“You know what? I think this sucker was delivered earlier while we were napping.”
“Let me take a sniff. Yeah, this has day-old cardboard stench all over it.”
“You mean it might have been delivered at night?”
“I do pick up the essence of the night. I think you’re right.”
“Let me up on it. I’ll give it the once over.”
“Do you get that night’s wildness finish?”
“I do. I think Mom just brought this into the house. That night’s wildness is pretty strong.”
“I’ll tell ya. I must be getting old to let a night delivery go by without throwing a barking fit could wake the dead.”
“Don’t be too tough on yourself. I missed it, too.”
“But you are a beginner. I have the Olympic medal for barking and the ability to sense even the quietest package delivery.”
“Maybe we need to hone our skills. It’s clear the UPS guy has gone to school on past deliveries.”
“You just may be right. Let’s talk after dinner.”
