Yesterday reader Vickie Burke mentioned NASDA trials (for sport dogs). That put us in mind of this little passage from A Farewell to Arfs, the next Chet and Bernie novel in a series that can be read in any order – coming Aug. 6, available for preorder:

“Of course not,” said Mavis. “And how did you find me? ProCon never gives out addresses.”

“And they didn’t. Let’s just say we followed our noses.”

How puzzling! We often followed my nose, never Bernie’s, and had followed neither of them this time. Hadn’t we kept Mavis in sight the whole time? That was how I remembered it. But just then my nose got a little twitchy and I began to doubt. And the next thing I knew I was sneezing, a great big powerful sneeze. Wow! Did that feel good! I forgot about everything, just waiting and hoping for another sneeze to come along. But it did not. I tried to figure out how to make a sneeze happen and got nowhere.