The “low battery” symbol flickered on Baxter’s phone, then the screen went dark. Now the code to deactivate the bomb was in only one place: his own mind. “Hell of a day,” he mused as he weighed his limited options. There were only minutes left on the clock, and he was halfway across town with no phone. Only one hope remained: to relay a message via the Secret Brotherhood of Huskies.
It’s the original wireless network, Arne.
Adorable.
And yet …
Yikes! My vertigo! And why isn’t there a window barrier to keep that husky safe?!?
For whatever it’s wort, his center of gravity is below the window ledge. He’d have to try to fall out, and huskies aren’t typically that dumb.
Thanks, BFB! That helps with the husky, but not so much with the vertigo. ?
It’s a howling telegram.
It’s the original wireless network, Arne.
Indeed it is:
I just can’t get enough of dog howls! They’re so funny and yet, so primal and stirring.
Too funny! I love when he pops up in the window. 🙂
I used to do that when I lived in an apartment – I”d start barking and dogs, starting with the closest ones, would start barking – then it was a sort of domino effect – further and further away you could hear dogs barking.
Like the game telephone. I wonder if the last dog got the same message.
I”m sure the husky’s owner has a few choice words about this.