Page 17 of Will Bark for Pizza (Bluebell Springs #1)

THIRTEEN

HUSKER

I smell bacon.

Bacon’s my favorite.

Pizza’s my favorite.

Bacon pizza.

Is Grandma Connie making bacon pizza?

Mom, wake up!

I need bacon pizza.

Mom’s making that funny noise again.

Doesn’t she care about bacon pizza?

I’ll go get us some.

The door is closed.

Why did Mom close the door?

Maybe if I push it.

With my butt.

Bump.

Why didn’t the door open?

Should I try again?

What’ s that noise?

Not snoring.

Footsteps!

Someone’s in the hallway.

Smells like pine needles.

It’s my new best friend!

Hey, New Best Friend, let me out!

Maybe if I stick my paw under the door ? —

“Husker?”

That’s me!

Why are you talking so quiet?

Oh, Mom.

Don’t worry.

I’ll save her some bacon pizza.

Maybe.

I’ll try.

“You need to go outside?”

Yes!

And bacon pizza from Grandma Connie.

She lets me in her kitchen.

Even though Mom says no.

Mom, are you coming?

Mom’s still asleep.

Should I wake her up?

“C’mon, Husker. I’ll take you out.”

What’s that, New Best Friend?

It smells like the lake.

Sniff, sniff, sniff.

“That’s for your mom.”

For Mom?

That’s my mom’s .

It’s for the lake.

So we don’t get wet.

It smells like pondweed.

Abort!

“Let’s go outside, okay?”

Okay!

Bye, Mom!