D-39: A Robodog's Journey

D-39: A Robodog's Journey — page 9
Wrong No one should have to worry about taking shelter inside a bu rrow where there’s no sky no privacy no freedom It doesn’t make sense But that’s the world we live in Our burrow is nothing more than a hole in the ground It’s got a hatch that’s hidden beneath the old plastic sandbox and inside there are pegs for stairs and wooden shelves that I’ve been sparkshining and stocking for days Thank goodness it’s less than a week before hotseason break is over and I’ll go back to school That’s great but also not great because going to school means chores ram jammed into just a few after-school hours and homework to boot No knockaround time in my bedroom and the Museum of Fond Memories I keep myself very still as I listen again for what I think is a robo I don’t even breathe because I’m listening so hard to determine where the sound is coming from I hear a bzzzz then the clatter of tools The barn Of course 11