Missing Midge

Jake and Booker-T were sitting in Booker-T's front yard waiting to see if Midge comes home.

“I don't think she is come back home today,” sighed Booker-T.

“It sure don't look like she will be here today,” agreed Jake. “Maybe I better go home before my owner gets home from work. I will come back in the morning.”

“Okay Jake,” said Booker-T.

Booker-T walked to the gate with Jake and watched him walk quickly up the sidewalk going home. He turned the corner when Booker-T saw a car come around the other corner that looked like it belonged to the owner of Midge. He stood at the gate of the yard and watched as the car came along the road. It passed on by and Booker-T had a sad look on his face when he realized it wasn't Midge.

“I wonder where you are my friend,” thought Booker-T as he turned to walk back to the front porch.

“Jake and I are missing you. You have never been gone this long before.”

Booker-T sat in the front yard for a little while and then slowly walked to the back yard and entered the house and went to the living room and curled up in his bed beside the big chair. It wasn't long and he fell asleep.

The car pulled into the drive behind the house. Booker-T heard the car and ran to the window. “Midge!” shouted Booker-T as he slipped through the doggie door and ran out of the yard to Midge's house. He ran to meet her when she got out of the car.

“Where have you been, Midge,” smiled Booker-T.

“No hello first?” laughed Midge. “Hi Booker-T. Did you and Jake miss me?”

“We really did miss you,” said Booker-T. “Where did you go?”

“My owner had a job out of town for one night and she took me with her,” said Midge. “Oh Booker-T, it was so much fun.”

“What did you do?” asked Booker-T.

“We stayed at a friend's house of my owner and he lives at the lake,” said Midge. “I swam in the lake and ran around in his big yard with his little dog, Gee Gee. She was so much fun, Booker-T. I wish you and Jake could meet her.”

“Was it fun swimming in the big lake?” asked Booker-T. “I've never been to the lake before.”

“We go swimming sometimes at the park,” suggested Midge.

“But it is a little pond,” said Booker-T.

“A lake is like a big pond,” smiled Midge. “Do you see anything different?”

“No,” replied Booker-T. “Did you change?”

“Yes, a little,” said Midge. “

“How?” asked Booker-T.

Midge walked back and forth in front of Booker-T. Turned around and walked in front of him again.

“Well,” said Booker-T. “You look like you are nervous. Is that it?”

“No,” laughed Midge as she started to walk back and forth again. “Look really close. Keep your eyes on me.”

Booker-T walked close to Midge and laid his head on her.

“What are you doing?” asked Midge.

“You told me to keep my eyes on you so I put my eyes on you,” said Booker-T.

“That's not what I meant,” said Midge. “You know what I meant.”

“Ha ha, Midge,” laughed Booker-T. “Yes, I know what you mean. You wanted me to look at you, but I don't see anything different, do I?”

“Look real hard,” said Midge.

“Stand still and let me stare at you,” said Booker-T as he stood there a moment and stared at her and then walked around her three time. “Okay Midge. I give up. What is different?”

“See my new color,” said Midge. “My owner's friend gave it to me. Do you like it?”

“That one is nice,” said Booker-T. “You have a nice diamond collar.”

“Not real diamonds,” said Midge. “These are pretend diamonds. Do you like it?”

“It is really pretty Midge.” said Booker-T. “Jake will be so impressed with your new collar. You look nice wearing it. Do you like it too?”

“Oh yes,” said Booker-T. “I stood and looked at myself in the mirror for two hours.”

“I like it too,” smiled Booker-T.

“Do you think Jake will like it?” asked Midge.

“Jake likes anything Midge,” laughed Booker-T.

“ I guess he does,” said Midge. “Do you want to go to the park?”

“Now?” asked Booker-T.

“Sure,” said Midge. “Don't you want to go?”

“I love to go to the park,” said Booker-T with a puzzled look. “But it is dark outside. We never go to the park when our owners are home.”

“That's okay,” said Midge. “My owner went to bed and she won't know we went to the park.”

“My owner is watching TV now,” said Booker-T. “She will look for me when she goes to bed.”

“She will just think you are outside,” suggested Midge.

“Okay,” said Booker-T, hesitating a little. “Okay.”

“Booker-T!” called Jake. “Booker-T. Wake up.”

Booker-T sat up and stared at Jake standing over him. “Where's Midge?”

“I don't know,” said Jake. “You were talking in your sleep.”

“I saw and was talking to Midge,” said Booker-T.

“How?” asked Jake. “She isn't here. I think you were dreaming.”

“Oh no,” said Booker-T looking around the room. “I guess I was. It was so real Jake.”

“I think you are missing Midge,” said Jake.

“Yes,” said Booker-T. “I hope she will be home soon.”

“Me too,” smiled Jake as he said down with Booker-T. “Was it a good dream?”

“In my dream, she told me she was at the lake and her owner's friend gave her a pretend diamond collar,” said Booker-T. “It was so real. She told me she went swimming out there and ran in the big yard with another dog named Gee Gee. I thought it was real.

“Sometimes dreams seem real,” said Jake.

“Do you have dreams?” asked Booker-T.

“Sometimes,” said Jake. “Do you want to go to the park?”

“Okay lets go,” agreed Booker-T. “Maybe Midge will be home soon.”