Car Ride

I was going to write about the confusion my dog must have had today and how he acted and thought it would be fun to write it from his point of view:)

The big guy just brought one of those boxes with wheels on it downstairs and put it by the door. I sniffed it out right away and caught a big whiff of those shoes…yuk! And earlier, I noticed the boy who always pets me brought one down too, but that was nothing for me to worry about. He goes out the big door sometimes and is gone for a while even though the big guy and the nice lady who feeds me stay. Everything is fine when they stay. But now I’m not sure what’s going on. If there are two bags, then it’s not just the boy who is leaving.

I walked over to the nice lady who feeds me and smelled her a bit, just to see if I would pick up on anything. She seemed like she does every other day. She let me outside and when I came in, my food was already in my bowl. I have trained her well.

A little while later, the big guy took the two boxes on wheels outside and put them in the car. The nice lady is still inside and hasn’t picked up any boxes, so that is a good sign. Maybe he’s going to be outside of the big door, but she will be in here with me. Great! She’ll let me on the porch later.

But wait…oh no…she’s getting those things that jingle. The big guy had come back in but now he’s going back out and if she has those noisy things, it means she won’t be back for a while either. Let me run to the door so I can get in the car too. I try to slip out past her, but she closes the door too fast and I’m stuck inside. But, where are they going? When will they be back? When will I get to lay on the porch and check on the outside?

I guess I’ll just go lay in the room where they usually sit and wait. I hope someone comes back to let me out on the porch to lay in the sun. I’m not sure how much time goes by when I hear keys in the door. YES! Someone is home and can let me out on the porch. It’s the nice lady who feeds me. She opens the porch door right away. I kind of feel badly for not coming when she calls me at night. Maybe I will tonight. If I’m done smelling the air for unwanted creatures.

After some time of alternating between staring out into the backyard and taking a little nap, I hear my food lady bringing things downstairs, so I go into the house to see what she was doing now. For some reason, my bed is now downstairs by the door. Sometimes when that happens, they take it outside and…. Then I hear dog food being moved around. It’s not time for my second meal yet so I’m not sure what she is doing with my food. Oh, wait a minute, she has put some into a bag. Ok. something is going on again. This is a very stressful day.

I watch as she puts on her jacket and grabs that little box with a strap on it that she wears over her shoulder before she goes outside and wait for her next move. Then it happens. She picks up my bed. Is she going to say it? Am I going too? Then I hear it- “Wanna go for a ride?” YES!