1. Passover in the Year 2010
"Don't think so."
I swore Parker spoke but it couldn't be. I imply his hound drawn lips seemed to shift to the
words I read but that was unattainable.
"Who's there?" I yelled into the night. "Whoever it is, I am warning you that I am at this
second retrieving my loaded double-barrel twelve gauge from beneath the bed. I will shoot
you. So depart now and I want to hear the doorway slam guiding you."
I produced some dumb noises in a lame endeavor to fool the intruder into believing what I
had just proclaimed. I took the ruse to the subsequent level.
"Ok. I'm fully armed and about to contact 911 from my completely driven mobile phone. Oh
yeah, powerful signal, four bars. Oh yeah, this is likely to be a very clear 911 get in touch
with."
"You're breaking me up. Put the telephone down human Bob."
It was Parker conversing. I was specified of it. Nah, it experienced to be a sick trick.
"Okay, good one Steve. You wired up the canine with a little speaker. Very funny."
My brother Steve was identified to go to great lengths to pull off pranks. But I was pretty
certain he was at his apartment in the city, sixty miles away, God is aware of doing what, and
at forty eight a long time previous, unlikely to abruptly hassle me with a prank--it had been 25
a long time because his final one. But the mind scrambles to the most implausible situations
when so duly challenged.
"Do not consider so. Nope it is me, Parker," the pet mumbled.
I was good he spoke yet again. By now I was sitting straight up, leaning in direction of him.
He just sat there and looked at me with these big darkish eyes. His poker encounter was on.
"Parker? Are you conversing to me?"
"Effectively I'm not conversing to myself."
I leaned again from the headboard. He yawned.
"This can't be. I've received to quit seeing Animal World."

2. "Hear, I've received something to say and I'm not positive how prolonged this chatting things
is going to work so ..."
"You are talking!" I interrupted incredulously.
"Must you want I bow wow?"
"Holy cow! He yawned and as he did he stretched his front legs out and spread across the
foot of the bed, his ears resting flat on the blanket.
"Parker ... are you carried out? Is that it?"
He slowly and gradually closed his eyes and floated off to snooze.
"Parker ... just like that?"
He commenced to twitch in scorching pursuit of a fox I imagined.
"Holy smokes. I should be dreaming myself."
I curled back again down under the basic safety of my covers, scratched my butt and
imagined about the dialogue I had just experienced with Parker or myself or both. I sniffed
the air. It smelled fine to me. What the heck was he speaking about, 'danger in the air'? It had
to be a aspiration.
As I drifted off to sleep, I believed about acquiring a genuine work real quickly, evidently this
creating things was getting the best of me. I also created a level to keep in mind to speak to
the house owners of that mad cairn terrier. I imagined it was the least I could do. Funny
Dumb Ass Pranks