Page 131 of Will Bark for Pizza
He has a good laugh.
New Best Friend, Mom is packing.
Did she tell you where we’re going?
“Is he always like this?”
Am I always the bestest?
Yes.
Yes, I am.
“There’s a reason I didn’t pack until this morning.”
“We could bring him.”
Yes!
New Best Friend, where are we going?
“This is how he acts when I pack one bag. Can you imagine what he’d be like packing up an entire apartment?”
Apartment?
I like my balcony.
And my treats are there.
But I like Grandma Connie’s house better.
Pace, pace, pace.
“Husker.”
Yes, New Best Friend?
“Want to go outside?”
Outside?
Yes!
Let’s go!
“Thank you.”
New Best Friend, what’s taking so long?
Why are you looking at my mom so long?
Come on.
I better push New Best Friend’s legs so he moves.
He seems stuck.
Let’s go!
