Nixi Adventure – Moving Day

movers-24402_640Nixi had the anxiety. It was bad. Really bad. Her normally very squiggly tail was laid out flat on the rug, not wagging or doing anything really. Even her fur was a little tingly, and if one where to pet her their hand could probably tell something was up with the pup.

From the living room rug, she watched all the things getting put into boxes. Normally this would not be out of the ordinary when all the toys where going in the box. But this was everything else in the apartment. All the things were getting packed away, and Nixi was worried.

She was worried because Brandon hadn’t packed her up yet. Her toys were already in the boxes, somewhere amongst the other boxes. The balls, squeakers and other fun things were already gone, which left the pups with little other to do but watch while Brandon packed all the things away.

“What are we doing?” Shuffles woofed curiously.

“He’s leaving,” I whimpered. “He’s leaving us.”

“No he’s not,” Shuffles argued.

“Yeah, he is,” I ruffed back. “Do you see anywhere for us to go?”

“Well…” Shuffles wondered, “Maybe we get one of those boxes for us.”

“But there aren’t anymore boxes left! They’re all full now and there’s no room for us now.”

Shuffles gave the suspicious look as he counted the boxes in the room. Yup, they were all there. Every single one of them. The number was unknown to Shuffles, but there were exactly as many as there had been earlier, except now they were all taped up and filled with the things. So the pup came to the conclusion that he was hungry. And he needed to potty too.

The sudden distraction that Shuffles had succumbed to did comfort Nixi though. Mostly because of the tail chasing that resulted from the pup’s inability to decide what to do first. So Nixi spent a few moments watching the odd scene play out until her friend was exhausted.

Then it was time to focus on Brandon again. He was already starting to take boxes through the front door and disappearing for far too long to be just cleaning up or something. He was leaving for sure. But what about his friends? There was no box for them and time was running out!

Nixi began crying. This led to Shuffles crying. And woofing and whimpering and doing all the things that a worried dog might consider doing when the time comes to worry.

The last box was gone and the rooms where empty. This made things seem even more lonesome. Even Brandon seemed to have an odd look about him as he examined all the things, perhaps wondering if he’d missed something else.

And he had!

“Alright, load up!” Brandon told the pups. There was no box to get in. Nope. They were tagging along in the front seat. No need to pack friends up in a box on moving day, at least the ones that are happy to stay by your side.

To be continued…


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.