Dewey Makes a Bet!

Yes, a mid-week Dewey story again. No birthday reason this time, but there is a special reason. You will see it at the end 🙂 ENJOY!

This morning  went by fast and now it was almost time. Dewey had taken notice that the man-servant was nowhere around. It  was unusual for him to be gone at this time of day. He would usually be dozing in his recliner or working in the garden. He had been trying to find more flower pots with Latin inscriptions on them. He thought that they were valuable relics and may bring money.  Dewey knew the truth, but why should he tell the man-servant. It was fun for Dewey to watch him keep digging deep holes.

Dewey wondered if he had left for the races early. Probably trying to get a good seat. That is OK, he could have the best seat, the best seat as he watched his horse lose. Dewey laughed to himself at the thought. Yes, the man-servant and Odessa’s horse would lose, it had to! Dewey had too much at stake for it not to.

Dewey and Jaxon made it to the races in record time. Jaxon was eager for the popcorn that he had been told would be there. He started looking around for it as soon as they arrived.

Odessa waved at them from under a tree where they had a good view. Jaxon almost knocked Dewey down out of his excitement to get to Odessa. She was holding a bag of popcorn for him. Woe to those who come between a Jackalope and his popcorn! Dewey shook his head with laughter.

Dewey directed his gaze to the starting line up. 6 horses were lined up and they all were quite impressive looking indeed! All quite impressive, but #444 was the BEST! That one was Dewey’s pick. A golden brown color and a white star on its forehead. The star was a sign of course that it would be the STAR of the Race!

The race started and the horses were off and running. Excitement was in the air as the friends gazes were intently on the horses that they had picked to win. Each one wanting the bet they made to end up in their favor!

Dewey had been gazing into the crowd of spectators and his eyes landed on none other than the man-servant. He had come early to get a good seat. The friends had met up with each other before the race began. They had wished each other good luck and they were sure to go over the details of the bets made again. Just so that everyone understood and couldn’t try to deny it.

Dewey still found it interesting how Odessa came up to him all happy saying how she was placing her bet on #330. She seemed so confident and Dewey wondered how she came up that horse. She had chosen a horse before Dewey even had a chance to think about who he was choosing. Later that day he found out that the man-servant had also chosen #330. Hmmm..Odessa had chosen the same horse as the man-servant, had he tipped her off?

Dewey realized that there were some things that the man-servant might have more knowledge about.  Could horses be one of them?  Possibly….but Dewey was convinced that the man-servant and Odessa would be wrong. Dewey would show them, and he raised his tail a little higher. Odessa may be able to fluff out her wings when feeling proud, but Dewey had a tail he could raise as he proudly strutted around.

Around and around the course the horses were going. Sometimes Dewey’s was ahead and then #330 would be.  Jaxon hadn’t picked a horse; he was too intent on eating all the dropped popcorn. Dewey’s heart was beating in anticipation of celebrating victory.

He smiled to himself as he thought of the bet that he had made with Odessa. She would bring him 6 mice each day for a whole week if his horse won. Dewey offered to make the same bet with the man-servant when he came over to see them for a little.  Strangely the man-servant turned Dewey down, he didn’t want any mice! Jaxon must have been right, the man-servant must be having nightmares about mice and that is why he was so scared of them.

If Dewey won, the man-servant would bring breakfast to Dewey in his bed each morning for a week. He would get 2 pieces of Carp each morning along with his regular breakfast. In the evenings he would get some freshly baked double chocolate cake with peanut butter icing. Oh Dewey could taste it already.

If Odessa and the man-servant’s horse won…well Dewey didn’t like thinking about that possibility.  Dewey and Jaxon (Yeah Jaxon got roped into it by Dewey) would have to go on the Magic Wheel again! This time they would be  with the man-servant and Odessa! Oh how sly those 2 thought they were. They apparently had great fun on the Magic Wheel and had decided that Dewey and Jaxon could learn to like it.  Yeah right, thought Dewey, as he saw his life flash before him again. Dewey really could not lose this bet!!

Everyone was on their feet in the stands, the race was nearing the end. The horses had a little further to go to reach the finish line! Number 330 and Dewey’s horse were neck in neck.  Dewey was sure looking forward to mice and breakfast in bed!  OH the 2 horses were totally side by side, Dewey could barely breathe and Jaxon was about bursting. He knew what would happen if #330 won, and Jaxon’s stomach was already churning at the thought. Why did Dewey always get him into situations like this? He could not go on that Magic Wheel again. The race was just about over.  Dewey glanced at the man-servant and his face was intent, but there was a gleam in his eye. OH #330 could not win; the man-servant would be smirking about it for a long time!

The crowd was yelling and cheering their favorite on.  Then just like that, within seconds the race was over. The crowd broke into applause and cheers for the winning horse. Dewey and the man-servant were looking straight into each others eyes, but only one was smiling. Who do you think it was?

 Sorry, but when inspiration hits, a a writer has to do what they have to do, right?  I honestly didn’t plan on it ending this way, but then I thought why not! Plus I am anxious to know who you think won the bet. No, your answers won’t change the story, it has already been written. The reason I posted this today is because I didn’t think it would be fair for me to make you wait from one Saturday to the next. I know I am not real patient when it comes to waiting.  🙂 Don’t worry, the second part will appear tomorrow. Saturday’s post will be about something different.  Dewey may need a break.  He may be pale and recovering from another ride on the Magic Wheel, or he may be too full of mice and carp and cake and not able to move. Which do you think it will be? Who won the bet?