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    Master of the Moondog
    Master of the Moondog
    Master of the Moondog
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    Master of the Moondog

    By Stanley Mullen

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    Idiotic pets rate idiotic masters. Tod Denver and Charley, the moondog, made ideal companions as they set a zigzag course for the Martian diggings - paradise for fools. Stanley Mullen delivers a sci-fi novella full of futuristic awesomeness!
    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherJovian Press
    Release dateDec 5, 2017
    ISBN9781537816432
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      Master of the Moondog - Stanley Mullen

      MASTER OF THE MOONDOG

      Stanley Mullen

      JOVIAN PRESS

      Thank you for reading. If you enjoy this book, please leave a review.

      All rights reserved. Aside from brief quotations for media coverage and reviews, no part of this book may be reproduced or distributed in any form without the author’s permission. Thank you for supporting authors and a diverse, creative culture by purchasing this book and complying with copyright laws.

      Copyright © 2017 by Stanley Mullen

      Published by Jovian Press

      Interior design by Pronoun

      Distribution by Pronoun

      ISBN: 9781537816432

      TABLE OF CONTENTS

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      I

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      It was Charley’s fault, of course; all of it....

      Temperature outside was a rough 280 degrees F., which is plenty rough and about three degrees cooler than Hell. It was somewhere over the Lunar Appenines and the sun bored down from an airless sky like an unshielded atomic furnace. The thermal adjustors whined and snarled and clogged-up until the inside of the space sled was just bearable.

      Tod Denver glared at Charley, who was a moondog and looked like one, and Charley glared back. Denver was fond of Charley, as one might be of an idiot child. At the moment they found each in the other’s doghouse. Charley had curled up and attached himself to the instrument panel from which be scowled at Denver in malignant fury.

      Charley was a full-grown, two yard-long moondog. He looked like an oversized comma of something vague and luminous. At the head end he was a fat yellow balloon, and the rest of him tapered vaguely to a blunt apex of infinity. Whatever odd forces composed his weird physiology, he was undoubtedly electronic or magnetic.

      In the physically magnetic sense, he could cling for hours to any metallic surface, or at will propel himself about or hang suspended between any two or more metallic objects. As to his personality, he was equally magnetic, for wherever Denver took him he attracted curious stares and comments. Most people have never seen a moondog. Such creatures, found only on the moons of Saturn, are too rare to be encountered often as household or personal pets.

      But Tod Denver had won Charley in a crap game at Crystal City; and thereafter found him both an inseparable companion and exasperating responsibility. He had tried every available means to get rid of Charley, but without success. Either direct sale or horse-trade proved useless. Charley liked Denver too well to put up with less interesting owners so Charley always came back, and nearly always accompanied by profanity and threats. Charley was spectacular, and a monstrous care but Denver ended by becoming fond of the nuisance. He would miss the radiant, stupid and embarrassingly affectionate creature.

      Charley had currently burned out a transformer by some careless and exuberant antic; hence the mutual doghouse. Scolding was wasted effort, so Denver merely sighed and made a face at Charley.

      Mad dogs and Martians go out in the Lunar sun, he sang as a punishment. Charley recognized only the word dog but he considered the song a personal insult; as if Denver’s singing were not sufficient punishment for a minor offense. Charley was irritated.

      Charley’s iridescence flickered evilly, which was enough to short-circuit two relays and weld an undetermined number of hot switches. Charley’s temper was short, and short-circuiting all electrical units within range was mere reflex.

      Tod Denver swore nobly and fluently, set the controls on automatic-neutral and tried to localize the damage. But for Charley and his overloaded peeve, they would have been in Crystal City inside the hour.

      So it was Charley’s fault, of course; all

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