| The Mother Upright loved the song and poem
that the sheepies made up but she was getting worried.
It seemed her sheepies were very independent and made decisions like
this on their own a great deal of the time, and with HER money.
She had to admit the bus WAS kind of cute, though she didn't let
on just yet.
The terriers hid under the table while they waited to see how Mother
Upright would react.
"Who's idea was this anyway?" she asked, in a tone too neutral to
interpret.
Without a second thought, four of the dogs blurted out: "Henry's".
Henry just stood there not knowing what to do with himself.
The last thing on earth he would ever want was to make Mother Upright unhappy.
The bus was stupid he thought. This whole thing was a big yellow
mistake, and now, the four others had thrown HIM under the bus!
"It is a wonderful bus," continued Mother Upright, "but how do you
know it will even run? Nine hundred and ten dollars is ALOT of
money and that is just the beginning of your expenses."
Little Patrick O'Malley was elated and jumped up and down doing what
Guinness called "The Pee-Pee Dance". He knew this meant
they COULD have the bus, and he knew that Mother Upright was going to help.
Henry and Guinness were more reserved. They knew better.
Nothing was ever THAT easy with the Mother Upright. They shot each
other a knowing glance, but did not say a word.
"You're going to need auto insurance, a registration, a license plate,
and an inspection sticker, not to mention the transmission, fixing whatever
else is wrong with it, and diesel fuel to run it," cautioned the Mother
Upright.
They winced as they pawdicted the next part of her lecture, "All
these things cost money".
"Will you help us then Mom?" squeaked Henry, past the lump in his
throat.
"Well, this shows a lot of creative thinking, I suppose I could
help you out. "However, you will need to pay me back. And that,
you will have to figure out on your own."
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