Keep On Truckin and We'll Have a Blast

Chief Moonbeam followed the tire marks across the country lane from Zoe's house onto the city pavement. Fortunately, the wolf's sense of smell was keen. So he was able to continue tracking the vehicle to the truck yard and warehouse of a moving company.

The doors to the warehouse were slightly ajar (better than mostly a can, boom-boom). The wolf slipped in and found a pneumatic sandblaster, but no sand in sight. "Hmm," thought Chief Moonbeam to himself, "What would a moving company be doing with a sandblaster?"

Copyright May 1996 Katherine Phelps