I was enjoying the early present, such an awesome thing to get. Beneath the tree I’d spotted it and Gracie gave me permission to have it right now. No, I do not have the patience to wait for something like this. I had to have it, especially since Skipper had already been eyeing it suspiciously. So before he could get it, I asked to have it first. And I got it. So here I am, just this huge bone and me…together.
However, Skipper still really really wanted my chewy treat, his creeping nearing the no-go zone demonstrating his growing confidence. He knew I wasn’t going to give up my awesome treat very easily. This however did not persuade him to find something else to chew on instead of my goodies.
“You better back off,” I ruffed gruffly.
“Come on! Let me…” Skipper woofed and stretched out towards me while wiggling his hinder quarters to make himself as cute as possible.
I ignored him, but he rolled around and tried his best to entertain me in a clever act to distract. No such thing would get me away from my bone though, and my chomping and gnawing continued despite such things going on about me.
Even Gracie occasionally passed by, teasing me as though she’d take the very gift she’d given me. This did effectively panic me and I had to cover my treat as well as possible to keep it mine. I used my furry paws to make sure my treat was covered as good as possible.
After some very convincing woofs, Gracie decided that she really did not want this particular treat and that it was in good paws with me indeed. Then I was left to my chewing and all seemed safe for the moment.
But Skipper had moved locations while I had been busy with Gracie. Now he was closer. Yes, very much the closer to me…and my bone. So I wiggled myself away from him, making sure to turn to the side just in case he tried a blitz. Being this way, I may have a way to get away.
“Look over there!” Skipper barked excitedly, looking somewhere off into another room.
“You’re tricks won’t work,” I gruffed again. “Just go away and leave me…”
“No tricks, no tricks!” Skipper barked excitedly and darted away.
Okay, now that was odd. I did not follow though, just in case it was a trap. Instead, I listened for anything out of the ordinary. Skipper was scuffling around somewhere in the hallway, sort of like he had a hold of something, Gracie was being quiet, probably doing her work or something boring, the warm air was whistling through the vents, and somewhere in the distance a cat meowed to the sound of a can being opened. Seemed pretty ordinary, and since all was well, I returned my attention to the treat.
“Look!” Skipper barked as he dragged this new thing into the room. “I got something for me!”
Indeed, Skipper had ended up with a treat of his own. An odd one though, not exactly the normal chewy thing one might enjoy. Sort of wonky and obtuse, perhaps a little silly if you had that sense of humor. But he was liking it fairly well. After much wrestling and wiggling, he finally managed to get situated right in front of me. It was sure that he wanted me to see him enjoying his treat.
So we sat peacefully from thereon, both of us enjoying our treat beneath the glow of the shiny tree. But I wonder what Gracie got…what sort of present did she get? Uh-oh, I’d better find something…and quick!
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.