Hi Barbara!
or perhaps, a hushed voice in the back of her mind suggested, because it was the type of story Clark would enjoy writing about.
Aw, you did nice work there!
It didn't mean she had to cover every dog show in the hopes of running into Clark Kent. That would be ridiculous, insane even.
Hey, Houdini might enjoy it. It would be like Cat taking Jimmy with her when she reports on the Arianna’s Mystiques fashion show.
Magic was the only answer that came to mind.
You are doing a great job with the magic tricks and their mystery!
Houdini barked at her, then gave her a gentle nudge with his head. "I guess that mean it's okay, huh?" Lois laughed.
Houdini’s fetching Lois. This trick should ensure that Clark will keep feeding him for a long time to come.
Lois spotted his cones and -- this time she rubbed her eyes for real -- two arms.
Aaaah!
Though she knew they were fake, from a distance they looked frighteningly real.
Maybe they’d been attached to a real person just the his morning?
First of all, when Houdini gets agitated and I run off, you don't follow me. Second, you don't climb up any icy staircases. And third
"Oh no, buster," Lois raised her chin. "You don't get to set up three rules. That's my thing."
Another fine helping. Off to the next part!
Michael
