Helena’s pursuit of Buddy gave Momma the vapors. “I raised you to know better!” she moaned from her shuttered bedroom, but her daughter was on a tear.
She just “dropped by” Two Bucks wearing her brand-new pink camouflage outfit but fled when Buddy came out to greet her covered in blood and toting a fat hindquarter under one arm.
She sent him an invitation to her next party but he didn’t know what RSVP meant and besides he figured it was a mistake so he threw it in the trash.
She staked out the Pik N Pay grocery store for a month and finally ambushed him in the soap aisle. “Hi!” she chirped, acting surprised at the chance meeting for which she had so long and relentlessly lurked.
“Oh, hey,” he said, grabbing a bar of Lava Soap and turning to leave, but she had foreseen his move and placed herself strategically to block his escape.
“We didn’t get to talk, that day, there in Philip’s office, he’s such an ass, you absolutely must join me for coffee!”
“Well, I dunno…” Buddy stammered, but Helena Handbasket on a mission was a force not to be denied. She latched on to his arm as soon as he got through the checkout line. Steering him out the automatic doors she force-walked him into the coffee shop next door.
The sign showed a dachshund holding a coffee cup and the name of the place: Café Weené.
TO BE CONTINUED…