Brandon dropped off the first bags of groceries, piling them up on the kitchen table. He was in a hurry to fetch the others, leaving the bags unattended and vulnerable. But he wasn’t counting on mischievous pups hanging about with curiosity on the mind.
The front door closed behind Brandon, and the pups were left all alone again. And they were in the kitchen. And the bags were full and all alone too. So what’s a pup to do? Someone has to investigate. You know, make sure everything is accounted for and acceptable for eating.
Nixi hopped up on the kitchen seat and looked over the table top, eyeing the big paper bags curiously. Mere moments later, one bag toppled over and spilled its contents, revealing all sorts of things that Nixi didn’t recognize.
One thing in particular was strange to behold. It rolled across the table, making funny squishy sounds as it moved aimlessly in search of somewhere to hop off. It was a simple object, one that was moist still from the produce section at the grocery store. It’s green leafs were bundled up tight together, free now from the bondage of the brown paper bag it had been hanging out.
Nixi watched the head of lettuce roll off the table and plop on the floor. She didn’t know what it was, but for some odd reason, it just didn’t belong. It moved as though it were alive, and thus it was deemed to be an invader.
“Get over here, quick!” Nixi called out to Shuffles.
The growling and barking began moderately, both pups dancing around the plopped pile of lettuce that had splatted on the floor. There was no where for it to escape, and it wasn’t trying to leave either. This sort of confused the pups, mostly because they couldn’t decide what they wanted it to do either.
Then Shuffles, very bold now that he’d realized the lettuce was not fighting back, attacked the leafy greens and started tearing it to pieces. Lettuce started flying, and Nixi was cheering on the now very ferocious puppy.
Neither pup heard the front door open and close amidst all the barking and fighting and crunching of the greens. But Brandon heard them. All he could do was stare and watch the fresh lettuce he’d just bought for the holiday picnic. He was sort of sad, but not really. And it only got funnier as he watched the event unfold before him.
Not long after, the pups noticed that their pal had arrived on the scene. And that he’d brought more bags with him this time. Shuffles looked at the bags. Nixi eyed them suspiciously. Brandon made a face that one could only say reflected absurd wonder.
And then the pups rushed him:
“Is there any more of those things in there? Oh yeah? Well let me at ’em…let me at ’em!”
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.