Nixi didn’t like being alone. The apartment was so quiet. To quiet. The only thing keeping the pup company was the hum of the air conditioner as it blew cold air through the vent in the floor. Nixi was laying on that vent, enjoying the cold air tickling her paws.
Brandon had left earlier, taking Shuffles with him for some odd reason. It seemed more like one of those special visits like getting the fur trimmed and the tangles tugged out. When you’re a fluffy pup like Shuffles, such things can be terrible to endure. But it was assured that Brandon wouldn’t feel a thing, so there was nothing to fear. At least that was what Shuffles was told on the way out the door.
Now Nixi was just waiting for them to get back. It’s a strange thing how different things are when there’s no one around to play with. You end up just sort of hanging around and thinking about things to do when someone does finally show back up. Nixi was currently making those plans.
First she thought of the ball, but there was no one to throw it right now. Brandon could throw it, but he wasn’t here. Shuffles can’t throw, but he can roll like a ball sometimes, so that might be close enough. But she still had to wait until someone was here with her.
Then she considered racing around the room. But who could she race? By yourself, the race isn’t really a race, you’re just running around the room like a crazy. Other pups might see her and think she’s lost her bones. No one to watch, no one to race…it just wasn’t coming together as planned.
There was always the pillow fort she could build. That’s always fun, but she’d be all by herself in the fort with no one to help her plot and plan the invasion of the kitchen or defend from the sinister vacuum that lurked in the hallway waiting to snatch up puppy paws unaware.
Nothing was really that much fun when you’re alone. There were really only a few games she could think of by herself too, and it’s most assured that Shuffles could come up with his own share of fun times to be had. But he wasn’t here, and thing were boring (little did she know that Shuffles would much rather be bored than in the bath right now).
So the pup waited by herself, letting the air conditioner hum her into a light sleep where her mind could wander off beyond the apartment door and down to the park. What fun games there were to play down there. All the other dogs racing around, people throwing balls in every direction, holes to dig, and odd critters to investigate. Nixi’s plans played out in her mind, occasionally tickling her paw into a patter as she raced to catch up with the others.
With the turn of a key, the lock clicked and awoke the waiting pup. Nixi rolled off the floor vent as her paws searched for the carpet. Then with a mad dash, the distance between the bedroom and the front door was covered in the blink of an eye and half a whisker twitch.
Shuffles stared down at his friend, still trying hard to shake off the bow that had been tied on his head. It was bad enough they’d given him a bath and cut off all his awesome fur, but then they tangled things into what was left. He’d been waiting to get back just as eagerly as Nixi was waiting for them to come back. And luckily, he knew Nixi was just the pup to help him out.
“We’ve got a lot to do, and I need your help!” both pups barked in unison.
And everyone began working together on the to-do lists.
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.