Things started out calm today. Back at home, Nibbles was excited to see us, but that was restricted to some purring in appreciation. Most of it was targeted to the old man who had simply bypassed the majority of our nightly chores and gone straight to bed.
When we awoke the next morning, the house was cold. Colder than it should have been. This was strange since when we’d snuggled up last night, things were cozy and comfy. Now my paws and ears had a chill that didn’t belong.
I shook the sleep from my eyes and peered out over the mountain of covers the old man was tucked into. It seemed that more of these cozy blankets had mysteriously appeared. I shivered and slipped out of my cozy nest.
It was easy to climb the mountain of covers, which gave me a great view of all things in the room. It was definitely too cold in here. Normally, the warm wind blows up through the floor, which is what keeps things cozy. But it was still and cold in here. Only the old man’s snores echoed in the air. I knew something was wrong.
The old man was difficult to wake though. He stirred when I pressed my cold nose into his ear, and then shifted away, tugging the mountain of covers over his face. This meant things would be difficult. I would have to dig him out to get him to wake up.
The caverns of the covers were warm at least. You practically couldn’t tell that it was even cold outside. I dug through, trying to find the old man. But with all the layers, I ended up around him, but he was still covered. I’d have to dig in deeper.
Sniffing around, I found the edge of another blanket and tucked under it. It was even warmer under this one. I had to be getting close now. Wiggling my way through, I found the old man’s paw. Good enough. I started licking his fingers. For those pups out there, this is a great way to wake someone up gently. I don’t know why, but it works, trust me.
Sure enough, the paw started moving around and eventually began tickling my chin and rubbing my ears. Just when I thought it was working, the paw slipped away deeper into the cover’s caverns. I’d have to try harder.
I snuggled in, following the warmth and sound of the snores until I finally arrived at the old man. He was warm indeed. So warm that there was no way he knew it was even cold up there. I snuggled up next to him and started nudging around.
“Wake up,” I woofed.
The old man shifted around, changing the shape of the cavernous covers. I would have to go straight for the sweet spot. The ears. He’d have no choice but to pay attention to me then. I wiggled upward towards the old man’s pillows. His hair tickled my nose as I searched for an ear. So small and tucked out of the way, it’s amazing to me how people can hear out of those. But they can, especially when you whisper right into them. I even made sure to tickle with my whiskers, just to emphasize the importance of the situation.
After a few attempts at this, the old man did finally wake up. Well, he officially woke up. I knew he was awake, but he kept trying to go back to sleep. But persistence pays off and I was victorious. Unfortunately, the side effect was that when we emerged from the covers, the cold raised second thoughts about waking up.
The old man was quick though, moving around and searching for something. I followed him, hoping I could help solve the mystery of the cold house. The old man stopped at one point and played with a box on the wall. It made a beeping noise, but this was no time to play games. We had to figure this out.
From there, the old man returned to the bedroom for extra covers. I sort of wish I had something like that to put on right now too. No luck though. Not even slippers for my paws. Then we were back at the investigation, the old man in his big fluffy robe and slippers, and I was watching his back. But mostly watching his bunny slippers. They make me laugh.
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.