Dante Adventure – Attention Grabber

border-collie-2184706_640Skipper backed through the room, dragging his big fluffy bear he’d been gifted. It seemed dangerous to give such a thing to him, all that thrashing and banging around (had it not been soft and fluffy things would truly have been devastating.) The bear flopped against the wall again and finally slumped to a stop for a few quiet moments.

This was a break to relax, at least for Gracie and me. We were spending our time being calm and comfy and warm on the sofa. I was enjoying a nice brushing. All the bristles tickled me, tingling right down to the tail.

“Stop being the lazy,” Skipper barked. “You always being lazy.”

I ignored him and continued to enjoy the brushing. Every now and then, I felt a few tugs, but upon inspection of the brush, I found that only a little fur had been removed. And that was the thing, I had to inspect the brush when this happened. And Gracie lets me too, just so I won’t be worried about running around without my fur on I guess.

Suddenly my ear was nabbed, but not like it’s supposed to be. Skipper had gotten a hold on it and was trying to drag me onto the floor. I kept my position while Gracie started brushing him too. This was good, it was very good. An excellent tactic on the part of my friend. Skipper hates the brush, so it’s a good way to keep him away.

The brushing continued and I rolled to the side to allow Gracie to get my paws and legs. It was a great stretch followed by the calming flow of the brush through my freshly washed fur. Very relaxing, a must if I may suggest.

But one paw was not kept safe. I’d likely stretched way too far and now it was in the jaws of peril. I could feel Skipper’s warm huffs and puffs as he tried to drag me down to the ground again. He muttered something, but it was muffled by my furry paws lodged in his mouth. After some kicks and the intimidating flash of the brush, he backed off again.

All four paws and my tail tucked safely on the sofa with my friend, I regained the relaxing mood and closed my eyes. Perhaps I’ll dream of something nice, a romp around the park or eating the snowy stuffs that were falling outside.

There would be no rest for me though. Once again Skipper was on the attack. This was a big attack. I mean a big one. The bear slapped me and bounced onto Gracie, causing great confusion. I tumbled off onto the floor as Gracie fumbled to get the fluffy bear off and regain her bearings. This unfortunately left me right where Skipper wanted me to be. He’d won. And he was smuggly grinning about it too.

“So…” Skipper looked up at me, “You guys gonna play with me now or what?”


Jason Duron is a short story writer and author of several fiction stories. Curious and lovable as dogs can be, the Adventures of Rocky, Nixi, and Dante give you a chance to see daily life from a “dog’s eye view” and share in their thoughts.  Please enjoy, and we hope that you’ll feel free to comment and give us insight into your dog’s very own adventures.