Wednesday, August 11, 2010
One big stick, one little victory...
I was havin' a lazy day home with my Daddy, today. He was running around the house doing what he does before Mommy comes home, so I decided to amuse myself in the backyard. I was runnin' around, chasing leaves, eatin' bugs, when I saw IT...and IT was H-U-G-E! A thing of pug-beauty, a super delicious bigger than life...stick!! Not just any stick, this stick was mine! It was perfectly seasoned, just the right hardness for me to chew on and leave an amazing pugified mess all over the kitchen floor! I was in heaven...But there was a small problem.
I won't fit through the darn door!! I'm too small to push the door open, and I can't break through the wall. First thought was to chew my way in. After all, I'm a great chewer, but even I can't chew through a metal door or the see through stuff I sometimes hit me head on. So...it was back to square one:
A running start! So, with stick-in-mouth, I get aboot half way into the back yard, and give it my best pug-sprint! BOOM...BOOM...BOOM....I tried it three times, but the door wouldn't budge, and luckily my cherished stick didn't break. That's when Daddy came to investigate, and I had to drain almost all of my precious Orb Power...I was successful, and drove him back to the kitchen table! He'll NEVER see me and my precious stick! SO, I then thought that I could slide the stick in sideways:
And then it happened...I was busted!! Daddy heard my commotion, and I had to beat paw back into the backyard, stick in mouth! I was soooo close to stick heaven on the kitchen floor! Daddy chased me all over the backyard, but my pug moves outsmarted him. Then it happened....CRACK! I was sprinting around the contraption where Daddy cooks meats, and DROPPED MY STICK! Darn smooshed nose!! Daddy got a hold of it, but not before I grabbed an end. A tug-of-war started, and I wasn't givin' up! I strained with all my pug power, until...SNAP!!!!!! My stick broke!!!!! I then scooted past Daddy and ran into the house, with my little piece o' victory:
I WON! Daddy let me chew on it for a little while, and I realized that this one little victory wasn't as important as the time I spent with my Daddy. I had super fun! Then it was dinner time, so I left my stick and it disappeared...Maybe to be found again, one day.