Rocky Adventure – Operation Thanksgiving

Rocky Adventure

Rocky Adventure

The mission was food. Yes, at least that was the plan. Buck was going to do his thing, whatever that may be, while Izzy and I nabbed some of that delicious food from the high-oven. Save the cold wind, things were going splendidly.

Buck weaved back and forth, barking demands for just a small taste. The guests weren’t listening though. They just shook their heads in that “no” styled fashion that seemed to say “they were in charge.” Well, this happens to be Izzy’s house, and he’s in charge of the yard. So…there you go.

We weren’t trying to be mean or anything, we just wanted a little respect. A little sharing of the food stuffs was enough to appease us. After all, they were our guests, so the polite thing to do would be to share… with us of course.

Buck made his rounds, howling and whapping his tail against legs and furniture alike. Quite the distraction it seemed. The guests automatically diverted all attention where it needed to go. Good dog.

Izzy quietly inched his way closer to the oven’s edge where a plate sat. Food smells surrounded it. That was our target. I crawled on Izzy’s head and tried to hold on as he stood up. No good. I fell right back to the ground. My paws were too cold to keep a grip on anything.

“I can’t hold on,” I whispered to Izzy. “See if you can nose it down.”

Izzy nodded and hopped up on his hind legs. It was enough. The food stuffs were well within reach and the guests were busy chasing the very distracting Buck.

“Hurry,” I warned.

“I got one,” Izzy woofed back as he attacked something which I could not see.

Then he hopped down and raced back inside through my door. I called back to Buck as the flap slapped shut behind us. A few moments later, all three of us were huddled together in the hallway, getting ready to divvy up the booty. We’d done well.

“Smells good,” Buck slobbered on the carpet.

“Tastes good,” Izzy woofed, licking his lips.

“Let’s eat,” I cut the nonsense so we could get down to business.

We shared our meal before anyone had discovered what had happened. In fact, we were still licking our lips when Christie happened upon us and demanded to know what was going on here. We said nothing of what had happened and decided a distraction was well in order.

We all looked as cute as possible. It would be hard to concentrate on anything else with such an abundance of it all in one place. There was only a moment of suspicion in her eyes before it was dismissed and we were allowed to go on our way.

“What should we do now?” Izzy asked aloud.

“We could get some more of that food stuffs from outside and bring it in for our companions?” Buck thought aloud.

I started to dismiss the idea, but it did make sense. It would be nice if we shared food with our friends, especially since it was mighty tasty. And I guess our guests could share some of the food we have too. It might have been better to make a deal in the first place so we’d all have lots of food together instead of just a little bit apart.

“Good idea,” I said, causing Buck to look at me in amazement. His eyes glazed and a proud smile crossed his face.

“What should we do?” Izzy asked.

We should get the people out there to bring their food in here,” I advised.

So we exited out into the cold and started a conversation with the guests. They just looked at us strangely. “Bring your food inside and be warm too,” we all advised. They continued to prepare food on the oven, filling the air with smells that made us drool again.

The door opened and Debbie walked outside, carrying drink for the guests. Cups of tea or something, but it sure smelled sweet like honey. All of them drank together and chittered with laughter about something we didn’t understand.

Eventually, everyone had enough of the cold and decided it was best to go inside. Izzy, Buck and I were the first ones in, but the people followed after very soon. And to our satisfaction, we all joined back up together in the kitchen, where there was plenty of food for all. Even us. So it’s safe to say, our plans were an utter success.


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.

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