The Only Good Bug is a Dead Bug

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Author: Scot Walker ISBN: 9781465772466
Publisher: Scot Walker Publication: August 20, 2011
Imprint: Smashwords Edition Language: English
Author: Scot Walker
ISBN: 9781465772466
Publisher: Scot Walker
Publication: August 20, 2011
Imprint: Smashwords Edition
Language: English

Marc Villano wasn’t fully recovered, but at least he was home with Lacey and pleased that the kids who found her decided to hang around. They won’t be able to do much, but if I fall at least they can call for help. God knows I can’t afford a nurse.
The kids, Noah and Jus, who lived next door, banged on the door, “Can we take Lacey out for her walk. Can we? Can we?”
“Sure, but I’ll go with you. Let’s put Lacey through her paces. She hasn’t sniffed out a bomb in days.” Villano was kidding, but the children didn’t get the joke.
“Gosh! A real bomb? Suppose it explodes?”
"No, it's not real, just something that smells like a bomb. It's wrapped in a towel on the patio. —can you boys go outside and take the towel and football to the park. When you get there, hide the blanket where you can’t see it. Then play catch and wait for the action. Can you do that? She’ll find the bomb no matter where you hide it.”
“Awesome.” The boys raced outside, grabbing the ball and blanket, and headed down the street before Villano found his shoes and socks.
Ten minutes later, Noah and Jus had picked up a dozen friends at the park and were tossing the football man to man. They had hidden the blanket at the bottom of the sandbox where the little kids normally played.
Villano walked quickly to the park with Lacey on her leash. As soon as he reached the park, he unfastened Lacey’s collar and said, “Bomb, girl! Find the bomb!” Lacey reared back and ran around in a circle, sniffing the air, until she picked up the scent, which she followed past the boys playing football, past the big oak tree, past the jungle gym to middle of the sandbox. There, she barked three times and began pawing at the sand until she dug up the blanket. She grabbed the blanket in her teeth and waited for Villano.
By then, everyone in the park was screaming and the boys were racing from one end of the park to the other, telling everyone about Lacey, the bomb sniffing dog.
Holding out his hand, Villano walked to Lacey and said, “Give me the bomb, give” as Lacey dropped the blanket in his open arms. Lacey then barked three times as the children cheered.

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Marc Villano wasn’t fully recovered, but at least he was home with Lacey and pleased that the kids who found her decided to hang around. They won’t be able to do much, but if I fall at least they can call for help. God knows I can’t afford a nurse.
The kids, Noah and Jus, who lived next door, banged on the door, “Can we take Lacey out for her walk. Can we? Can we?”
“Sure, but I’ll go with you. Let’s put Lacey through her paces. She hasn’t sniffed out a bomb in days.” Villano was kidding, but the children didn’t get the joke.
“Gosh! A real bomb? Suppose it explodes?”
"No, it's not real, just something that smells like a bomb. It's wrapped in a towel on the patio. —can you boys go outside and take the towel and football to the park. When you get there, hide the blanket where you can’t see it. Then play catch and wait for the action. Can you do that? She’ll find the bomb no matter where you hide it.”
“Awesome.” The boys raced outside, grabbing the ball and blanket, and headed down the street before Villano found his shoes and socks.
Ten minutes later, Noah and Jus had picked up a dozen friends at the park and were tossing the football man to man. They had hidden the blanket at the bottom of the sandbox where the little kids normally played.
Villano walked quickly to the park with Lacey on her leash. As soon as he reached the park, he unfastened Lacey’s collar and said, “Bomb, girl! Find the bomb!” Lacey reared back and ran around in a circle, sniffing the air, until she picked up the scent, which she followed past the boys playing football, past the big oak tree, past the jungle gym to middle of the sandbox. There, she barked three times and began pawing at the sand until she dug up the blanket. She grabbed the blanket in her teeth and waited for Villano.
By then, everyone in the park was screaming and the boys were racing from one end of the park to the other, telling everyone about Lacey, the bomb sniffing dog.
Holding out his hand, Villano walked to Lacey and said, “Give me the bomb, give” as Lacey dropped the blanket in his open arms. Lacey then barked three times as the children cheered.

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