A High Flying Tale #FFHT

"The deliveryman can enter our yard IF he has boxes!"

Bentley: “Here at Barking from the Bayou, Pierre and I have gotten used to the deliveryman stopping in front of the house.  We used to think that he could be a chainsaw killer and would give him a good barking.  Since Mom started blogging, he is usually bringing something really cool for us.  We have given him permission to enter our perimeter when he is carrying boxes.”

Pierre: “I’m pretty sure that he considers himself a very lucky guy.  I had to restrain myself on more than one occasion from using my karate skills on him.  These paws may look sweet and fluffy, but don’t be fooled I have a black belt.”

Bentley: “No, you have a black and blue collar.  It’s not the same thing.  Anyway, the other day the truck stopped and the former chainsaw killer got out carrying a huge box.  We were both so excited!  Mom and Dad were busy, so I snuck the front door open and pushed the box inside.  If it contained treats, then it was a bunch!  This box was heavy!”

Pierre: “I told you to let me go get Papaw.  You could have injured your back with all the grunting and shoving that you were doing.  I would have helped, but you looked kinda funny.  Frankly, I was laughing too hard.”

Bentley: “Well, while you were busy yucking it up, I spied the “DANGER!  HANDLE WITH CAUTION!” label stamped on the top.  That was when I knew we had to hide the box from my Mom and Dad.  After pushing it into the spare bedroom, again without your help, I tried to open the box very quietly.

Pierre: “You have to admit that I was indispensable in getting that tape off so you could open it.  It’s a good thing that I reserved my energy.  That tape was brutal and it got stuck on my fur.  I’m lucky that I have any hair left on my manly chest.”

Bentley: Yeah, you were a big help.  I didn’t mean to laugh when I pulled that clump of hair out

"As you can see, I was very startled!"

removing the tape, but you scream like a girl.  It was worth all of the pain and trouble though.  When I opened the box, I was startled to find my Hound Dog #7 Rocket Pack!  I’d forgotten that I ordered it.  You can get great stuff from the back of comic books, you know.”

Pierre: “It was the coolest thing that I”ve ever seen!  The HD~7 Rocket Pack is even better than those x-ray glasses I ordered.  I sure do hope that it works better.  I know my mouth dropped open when you began pulling everything out of the box.  No wonder it was so heavy.  We are really lucky that Gramma and Papaw didn’t hear us squealing.”

Bentley: “We have to remember to act nonchalant around them.  Mom would never let me go into outer space by myself.  I’m gonna need you to Google directions to the moon while I read how to operate this baby.  It is so awesome!”
**After two weeks of top secret planning, it looked like everything was ready for their first mission.

Pierre: “According to my extensive research, it looks like once you blast off; you keep going straight for the first 175,000 miles.  Then, you’ll need to veer to the left just a bit.  By that time, you should be able to see your target.  The moon is pretty huge and there’s an American flag sticking up, so keep your eyes peeled for that.  Those last 63,900 miles should be a breeze.  Here, I drew you a map.”

Bentley: “Thanks little buddy.  I hope that Mom and Dad don’t notice that I’m gone.  I should be back before supper, right?  You know how grumpy I can get without my food.  There isn’t room in my suit for a bag of treats, much less my dinner bowl.”

Pierre: “Ummm…Well, it took Apollo 11 with Neil Armstrong, Michael Collins, and Buzz Aldrin four days, six hours, and forty-five minutes.  Of course, I’m sure they flew faster than your Hound Dog #7 Rocket Pack will fly.  I’d guesstimate that it’ll take you at least a week.”

Bentley: “Pierre, we have a problem.  There is no way that I can be gone for so long without Mom and Dad noticing.  Not to mention, starvation sets in on a Basset Hound when our food is even ten minutes late!  We are gonna have to rethink this trip.”

Pierre: “Yeah, I can cover for you being gone a couple of hours.  A couple of weeks is going to prove difficult.  What if you just orbit the city?  That won’t take too long and you’ll be back before dinner.  Let me draw up another map while you suit up and prepare for take-off.”

Bentley: “Roger that!  I’ll meet you at the launch site.”

Pierre: “Here are the directions for you.  Go ahead and peruse it in case you have any questions.  I’ll be in Mission Control checking the coordinates.  When you’re ready, I’ll perform a safety check on your rocket pack.  Do you have all four of your landing gears tied and buckled?  This is going to be spectacular!”

Bentley: “Okay, let’s get this blast-off on the road…uh, in the air!”

Pierre: “Mission Control to Rocket Hound Bentley; all systems are go!  Prepare for lift off!  Five, four, three, two, one!  Lift Off!!”

"All systems are GO!"

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Bentley is featured on Come Wag Along’s Simba Fashion Friday!!  Click the photo below to read the post and see his photo spread! 6:00a.m.

 Don’t want to miss being a part of the Pet Parade this week.  I co-host with my friends Rascal and Rocco,  Basil the Bionic Cat, Jan’s Funny Farm, and  Love is being owned by aHusky.  We don’t have any rules, just fun!