Bark Start

Chester grew so excited one afternoon to the point he started making some noise Rachell had not heard before from him. He raced toward the top of the stairs and stood alert while she wondered what he was hearing. She listened intently to sounds coming from the next level downstairs. There was a commotion coming from outside the screen door at the back porch. Rachell came to recognize the familiar scratching on the aluminum from Gibson, her cat, letting her know he would like to come in. At the same moment she heard Chester try to sound an alarm again. Rachell barely heard the sound that was so low she almost missed it. He was surprised at his new ability as he attempted to bark again.

Rachell realized to her own amazement this has been missing since she got her precious rescue pet. Chester was still healing as he found a set of lungs that added a great feature to his protection tools.

He determined what the calamity at the back door was and calmed himself. He ran to Rachell in her office then sat and stared in the direction of the calamity.

Then he stepped up on the arm of her chair and turned as he looked at her to inquire in his way, “What just happened, Mom?”

Rachell asked, “What that a bark, Chessie?”

Chester woofed in a low tenor once more and let her know, “This is just the beginning of my BARK START!”