Non Sequitur by Wiley Miller for April 10, 2005
Transcript:
Ordinary Basil. Before Basil goes back home, Louise treats him to an extraordinary ride on her pet pteranodon, Beatrice. With his spirits soaring as high as the great flying reptile, Basil noticed a strange and unfamiliar sensation beginning to grow across his face...a smile. More than a smile, a broad grin. "I never want this to end," he whispered to himself. But it would end, and a lot sooner than either of them expected. As Beatrice banked to the right in a continuous clockwise glide to ride a thermal, Louise caught a flash of light coming from the ground. She quickly turned to Basil, snapping him out of his rare sense of euphoria with an urgent order. "Hold on tight!" Louise then leaned back and pulled on the reins just as hard as she could. "Pull up, Bea," she shouted, "PULL UP!" Her quick wits allowed them to narrowly avert disaster...but only for the moment. "Basil....?" Without hesitation or panic, Louise leaned into Beatrice and said with loving urgency, "Dive, Bea...FETCH!"