"See 'em, Mister Jodie! They's
up good size. Both fat and pretty!"
Papa wouldn't even glance down at the puppies.
"Doctor Elton's looking for you! Did he see you coming in?"
"Naw, sir. I ain't see'd the doctor. Black Idd, he on his way
to his house with Shoogie."
"Aw! For goodness sakes! You must've been coming in the front
door at the same time he was going out the back! It hasn't been a
minute! Lemme through the door! Maybe I can make him hear me!"
In his rush to get out on the porch, Papa stumbled into the
puppy box, and almost knocked me down. Black Idd pulled me back
out of his way.
"Doc! Hey, Doc! Wiley! Y'all come back!"
"They ain't no stoppin' him, Mister Jodie," Black Idd told
Papa. "He's got them mares in a long lope. And they's way past
the grist mill!"
"Papa?"
Papa wouldn't listen.
"Move your catalogue and scissors, Bandershanks! I gotta get
to the phone!"
"Papa, look at the puppies!"
"This is no time to think of dogs! I gotta call your mama to
head them off!
I hope to goodness she's already back.
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