Nixi was still pouting because her ball had been taken away. All that fun to be had and no toy to perform with was giving all the reasons in the world to pout about the sofa room. She pattered back and forth, occasionally peering in to see if Brandon was looking back to see the pouting, but he wasn’t. This only exasperated the performance of the pup and whines grew louder.
Shuffles sat patiently and watched Nixi’s show, not really sure whether to join in the pouting or take a nap. It was taking too much time waiting for their friend to finish preparing the food things he was making, and things weren’t that fun anymore now that the ball had been taken away.
Nixi gave up on the pouting when she realized her audience was not paying attention. And with that, she stormed into the kitchen, ready to pounce on everything. Both paws gave Brandon’s leg a shove, a mighty strong one, enough to finally get her friend’s attention.
“Give us back the ball!” Nixi demanded. “It’s too boring not to have it.”
Brandon conversed with the pups for a moment before trying to escort them out of the kitchen. Everyone was being uncooperative today, so this task was easier said than done. Finally, Brandon took the ball from it’s resting place on the table and tossed it into the sofa room. And just as quickly as he’d done this, Shuffles was returning with it in his mouth, ready for it to be thrown again.
But this was no time for games.
Unfortunately for the meal, by the time Brandon returned his attention to what he was doing a group of angry flames had sprung up from the pans. Now his eyes large and wide and very very surprised, began glancing around in search for a solution to this problem.
This is where the dancing took place, Brandon starting with a hop and a flap of his arms as he searched for an answer. Nixi and shuffles danced around too, excited at the sudden burst of energy their pal now had. It had been boring for them most of the morning, and now things were getting exciting. At least it was fun for them until the smoke detector began screeching those piercing beeps that are impossible to ignore.
And with that, the pups ducked for cover, digging down into the cushions of the sofa. They took turns peering over one cushion, checking to see if the coast was clear. But there was only the annoying screech of the detector and the strange antics of their friend who was still dancing around the kitchen in search of a solution.
The fire blew out as the extinguisher spat out a blast of powder, covering the flames and the stove in a spray of floury dust. The fire was gone, the screeching was still there, the food was ruined, and the look on Brandon’s face was turned from surprise to defeat. The entire meal had gone in a flash, leaving his belly grumbling and likely resulting in disappointed guests when they found out.
The doorbell rang and Brandon sighed in despair. One problem had led to another and left him here without a good solution. Oh what to do now? There wasn’t time enough to cook again and surely no one was going to wait around for him to clean up the mess.
“Don’t worry about it,” Nixi pushed her paws against Brandon’s leg, “we’ll keep them entertained with a show…just let the audience inside already!”
“Of course we will!” Shuffles woofed, “I know your best dance moves now and I gotta try them out…but this time, do try to find something to eat that doesn’t make the fire…please?”
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.