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GPS Tracking Your Pooch

Feb 28, 2013

Lost dog

GPS tracking systems for dog owners

Many pet owners have heard about the GPS tracking trend that is currently catching on quick. In this modern age of technology, it’s easy enough to find one of your friends by checking Google maps or by using one of your smartphone apps. Where once these devices were a preserve of the military and some government agencies, they have become commonplace, and are now being introduced to pet care.

GPS for your dog

GPS isn’t just for mountain climbers and explorers any more, it has found its way into our cars, computers and cell phones as well. And now, it’s made an appearance for dogs too. Just imagine being able to find your dog by calling them- on your cell phone. Though they may not answer, their location is handled by the many satellites that orbit the earth, and by far proves one of the most effective ways of finding a lost pooch.

These units utilize a long lasting battery unit which will need to be changed on a regular basis to ensure they work when you need them to. The device simply attaches to the collar, making it removable at any time. But, due to their increasing size, they can prove a burden to some smaller dog breeds. They are also going to be more expensive than a microchip as well, but the benefits may be better overall.

The benefits of instant tracking

One of the biggest issues with using a microchip is the fact that it has to be scanned by a shelter or veterinarian.  [tweet this]

While it’s common for dogs to wander out on their own on occasion, it means that an owner must wait until their dog is found before taking any action. In some cases, this can cost the owner valuable time, especially in cases where the dog has been stolen.

Contrary to this, the GPS tracking device allows an owner to immediately locate their lost pup. Access to a computer or smart phone will allow you to link up and locate your dog almost instantaneously. This is because your dog can be tracked anywhere in the world- or at least where there is internet or mobile access. It is even possible to find out where your dog has traveled in the past week, allowing you to examine their patterns and get a feel for where they’ve been and what neighbors’ homes they’ve visited (especially if they seem to be getting a little chubby on the sides). There is a sense of security with knowing exactly where your dog is, even when you can’t see them (they might just be snuggled up under the couch cushions).

On not in your dog

One of the more favorable aspects of the GPS unit is that it isn’t injected into the dog. For many owners, this is a great relief, especially if they feel that something foreign in their dog’s body might prove harmful. It also does not require a visit to the vet’s office either, which is often an additional cost not tagged onto the chip itself. So, it is reasonable to say that GPS is financially a better option.

Unfortunately, because these devices can be removed from the dog, it proves to be an issue when it comes to theft. Because it is tagged on your dog’s leash, it can be removed and discarded easily, even if they don’t know what the device is. However, the benefits of the unit is that it can record and track previous movement, offering a lead on potential culprits for the police to follow.

Using a GPS unit to track your dog has some extraordinary benefits that allow owners to instantly locate their pup as soon as they’re discovered missing. However, this does not vacate responsibility on the owner’s part. A good owner always knows where their pup is, even when they’re just out in the yard playing with their favorite stick or barking at the neighbor’s cat.

GPS has entered the pet arena, and more owners are beginning to see its advantages. While not every owner can afford such a device financially, it is always good to consider exactly how much your pup is worth to you. And for many owners, that value is priceless.

Keeping up with your pet supplies can be just another thing you don’t want to have to remember.  After a long day at work and going to the store, the last thing you want to do is have to go “to the store” again.  Consider home delivery of your pet supplies!

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Feb 26, 2013

Porch Potty: Rocky Adventure

Porch Potty: Rocky Adventure

Things are definitely weird around here. The old man and I have been here for a while now, hopefully just visiting. The people-pups have been most entertaining to play with, but I haven’t really had much opportunity to get out and enjoy the lifestyle I’m accustomed to.

Usually, I would wake up, stretch my paws, and check on the old man to make sure he’s getting our breakfast ready (where he proves himself incredibly dependable). And then it’s out into the yard to check for any mail, trespassers, and empty myself out. But in this place, I’m basically stuck in our den. And there’s not much room to play around in.

There’s things under our bed, blocking me from investigating or even hiding some of my treasures I manage to sneak away with. The worst thing is that the door is always closed. Now in our house, there aren’t many closed doors. There’s one in the hall, which has the epic responsibility of keeping that noisy sucker-upper thing locked up so it can’t tear around the house (except every other week, when the old man makes the mistake of opening the door). There’s only another one that leads down into the basement, and I don’t care much about going down there.

But here, the one door in this den always stays closed. I’m always trapped in here, and only on occasion do I get visitors. Mostly it’s the old man, feeding me and then carrying me outside for a short walk so I can take care of my necessaries. Other than that, I’m pretty much just hanging out by myself. It’s really not that much fun, and I can’t wait until we get back to our own home.

Footsteps outside the door informed me that the old man had come to fetch me for a little time out in the sun, which I’m extremely grateful for. The door opened, and the old man popped in. But he wasn’t here to get me. A quick rummage through his bag and he was done, headed for the door. I stopped him at the door, telling him that I needed to go out, but he told me to get back. I had to go. I had to get out of here, even for just a moment.

The old man didn’t have a chance. As soon as the door was cracked and he had stepped through, I shot out like a lightning bolt. All that energy for the past few days had been stored up for this one magnificent romp through unknown territory. One door. Two doors. Then out of the hallway and into the big room.

The people and their pups were all seated on the couch, chattering away in their silly talk (which I won’t even try to make out this time). Then I was spotted, which was made clear by the high pitched yelps of surprise. The people-pups gave chase, and I led them in a fantastic game of tag. They were bigger than me, but not as cunning. Under the table and behind the desk I raced, evading their grasp with every dashing move I could muster.

Then the pair of them got smart and split up. We had been running circles, but now they were coming at me from both sides. I had nowhere to run but up, right into the lap of the lady-person. Because she wasn’t in the game I didn’t think she was going to play any part in the set-up, but perhaps that is what they wanted me to think. Sometimes these people can be so clever.

I was held fast in the trap. And then the rubbing started. It began on my neck and gave way to a little scratching behind my ear. That felt good. Then the people-pups joined in, and eventually the old man had settled down too and everyone was sitting on the couch, including me.

The only one not happy about the situation was man-person. He sat there, his arms crossed, eyeing me in a rather irritated manner. Perhaps he was upset because he wasn’t part of the game, or that his lady had won. He even tried to take me and give me back to the old man, but the lady shooed him away, as if he were a pesky squirrel. I think he was a little jealous, and with good cause too. After all, you don’t get much cuter than me!


Jason Duron is a short story writer and author of several fiction stories.  Curious and lovable as dogs can be, the Adventures of Rocky 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 “rocky” adventures.

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Dog Owners Get Organized

Feb 21, 2013

dog with toys

Dog owner tips on organizing your home for your pup

Have you ever come home to find all your dog’s toys scattered around the house? You trip on a ball, squeak a toy under your shoe, or even find some extra stuffing on the ground. It is annoying to say the least. On some level, having a dog is just like having a kid around the house.

Dogs don’t exactly clean up all their stuff or put their toys away when their done. While this may be a nice trick to teach them, for the most part, we pet owners are responsible for putting their stuff away and keeping their things organized.

Time to play?

One of the biggest questions pet owners seem to come across is: What to do with all their toys? They’ll likely have a favorite ball, a stuffed squeaker toy, or even a favorite rawhide to keep them calm while you’re doing chores, watching TV, or on the computer.

No toys should be left out on the floor at random. Like anything else in the house, they should have their place. Having such an arrangement or storage place helps discipline your dog, since they’ll have to ask you for the toy before they can play with it.

Baskets are a great choice. It is just like a toy box, plus it’s easy enough to pick up your dog’s things and drop them back in while you walk by. Easy and convenient, they also allow your dog to pick and choose what they want to play with. And with a little training, you can also teach your pup to put their stuff back when they want another toy (so they’re not dragging everything out to play with at once).

Keeping your dog’s toys in a drawer would be another way to keep the house tidy, and ensure that your dog isn’t dragging out every toy all over. [tweet this]

This is perfect for puppies that want to play with everything and often eat just about anything (like the squeaker or fluff in their toy). For safety reasons, you’ll be able to control what your dog has and ensure they aren’t eating their play things.

Your pup’s food

When it comes to eating things, there’s nothing quite as humorous as finding your dog with their head in their food bag, sneaking a snack when they thought you weren’t looking. So, you’re left considering: What about their eats and treats? While they are good for your dog to consume, they should only have access to them when you say it’s okay. Using a sealed container to keep your dog out and away from their food is generally a good idea. Even if you keep it in a storage cabinet, it’s still a good idea to put them in something your dog can’t get open (such as a lock-top plastic storage bin). Some dogs can get clever about these things though, and will squeeze open cabinets or even pop off lids, so choose your container wisely. And on top of keeping your dog out, it also keeps the freshness in.

Safely stored medication

There’s one particular area, when it comes to keeping your dog out of places they shouldn’t be, that is crucial to their safety; the medicine cabinet. It is necessary to have a place for your dog’s medical supplies for their health. As a rule, their medication shouldn’t be stored with your own (to avoid confusion). So, use a special drawer for all of your dog’s special need items. These would include such things as toothpaste, flea and tick repellents, shampoo (you’d be surprised at what dogs will put in their mouths), and any medications including worm medicine and antibiotics. These should be in their own separate drawer or container, such as a lock box that your dog can’t open at all. Since they are medications, having them quickly available is essential, so be sure that you don’t hide it from yourself.

A little attire

For those that have doggy clothes to help keep their pups warm in the winter months, there is also the need to keep their outfits out of reach. Keep your dog-wear in its own drawer or on a closet hanger, just in case they decide it makes for a better play toy than a body warmer.

Pet owners and parents may not realize it, but dogs have a lot of stuff to think about. And because many of those rascals won’t pick up after themselves or wash their booties after a walk in the snow, it’s up to us to keep things in our home organized, and in due time, train the pup to try to pick up after themselves on occasion.

Keeping up with your pet supplies can be just another thing you don’t want to have to remember.  After a long day at work and going to the store, the last thing you want to do is have to go “to the store” again.  Consider home delivery of your pet supplies!

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Feb 19, 2013

Porch Potty: Rocky Adventure

Porch Potty: Rocky Adventure

Well, the trip wasn’t what I had expected. While I couldn’t see anything out of my little window, I was sure we were headed down one extremely bumpy road for a while. But other than that, the road was smooth going uphill. Up and down we went, my ears popping on occasion which left this incessant ringing sound somewhere I couldn’t quite place.

But after we had arrived, and met the astounding number of new scents that it brought, it was back out to where I could see again. And that is a very good thing, since I’ve had a chance to potty since we first left. The old man plopped me out, leashed me, and set me to explore the new location.

That’s where I met them. The new people. They were a nice couple, but I had no idea who they were and they seemed not to care much for who I was either. They were just a couple of strangers. But it’s their people-pups I was more interested in. The pair of them took right to me, petting and rubbing and scratching behind my ears. Oh, I really like them.

So we went home with them. I had to stay in my little tent bag, but this time the trip was a lot smoother and it helped that my bladder was empty too. The whole ride along, the people-pups kept checking me out through my little window, occasionally putting their paws close enough so I could give them a sniff, mostly checking to see if they were handing me a treat.

When we finally arrived, I was unleashed upon the yard to explore the new scents and listen to the odd sounds. Everything was abuzz, from birds chattering about a twig and a nest, to a squirrel squeaking at me to get out of his yard. I didn’t and instead found a hole he had dug and pulled out some of the goodies he had stashed- just to let him know who the boss around here was.

The indoors were amazing, though there were rules for me to abide by. The people made that very clear to the old man and me. I could go here, but not there. I wasn’t allowed in their room or the kitchen or the other room. In fact, I wasn’t allowed much of anywhere at all. I was lucky enough to be able to bunk with the old man.

With the door closed and the old man’s things being unpacked, I decided to unpack my own stuff. My ball, my favorite fluffy that Christy gave me, and a treat I had stashed when no one was looking. I took it and hid it behind the bed post where the old man wouldn’t find it. I can’t eat it in front of him, since he’ll probably want some too.

After he had unpacked, the old man told me to stay and left me by myself. I tried to follow him, but he pushed me back with a firm “no.” Then he left. So I waited. Maybe he had gone to get some snacks for us. Perhaps he was just going potty. I don’t know and I couldn’t hear much of what was going on out there. Occasionally he laughed, but then it was quiet again.

That is until my door opened. The people pups had come to join me. Or rather, I had now joined them. The girl picked me up and carried me out and into another room. It was completely different in here, not to mention that there was a really strange smell. It was almost like the woods like that time we went camping. But there were no trees here. At least none that I could see.

Then I was introduced to the source. A small creature, fluffy and smelly, was wiggling through a maze of tunnels and burrowing in some wood chips. It was a strange critter that also seemed intrigued by me. Its little paws pressed tight up against the cage and its nose wiggled to catch a whiff of my scent.

“Who are you,” I asked, “and where can I get a cage like that for myself?”

The nose stopped and wiggled no more. Once it blinked. Then again. And finally it spoke.

“My name…is Sir Whiskers the Fluffy, and all that you see is my kingdom. There is none other like it,” the critter proclaimed. “You may leave me now, as it is time to run in the wheel of infinity.” Then the little critter turned and hopped into a wheel where he began to run. The funny thing is that it went nowhere. What’s the purpose in that?

With introductions out of the way, it was time to play. And that we did. Overall, today was a good day. Though the trip was a little bumpy, we met some new people and made some new friends, even if one of them is a little strange. I can’t wait to tell Izzy about this one.


Jason Duron is a short story writer and author of several fiction stories.  Curious and lovable as dogs can be, the Adventures of Rocky 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 “rocky” adventures.

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Dealing With Your Dog in Rented Places

Feb 14, 2013

dog inside

Dog owner tips when moving to a new rented place

One of the biggest challenges a pet owner faces is having a dog in rented digs. We don’t own it, and as a result, there are often many rules to abide by, and sometimes signs that state “No dogs allowed”.

But that isn’t to say you can’t find a place for you and your pooch to live in. As long as you know what to say, what to look for, and what to expect, you’ll be able to find a cozy place for you and the pup to enjoy life together.

Basically, finding a place to live isn’t that hard, when you’re by yourself. So, what changes when you have a dog with you? Well, most renters have likely encountered individuals that couldn’t control their pets. Some may have damaged the rental space, others may have been noisy (barkers), and some may have even had domestic troubles (pooping issues, biting, etc.). This means that you have to see the world from the renter’s view. In many cases, dogs can prove unpredictable to them. So, it’s up to you to prove that both you and the dog are trustworthy and will make excellent occupants.

Announce your dog

First of all, don’t hide the fact that you have a dog. It can lead to all sorts of trouble and break the trust between you and the landlord. Often times, the worst thing you can do is try to hide the dog. It often raises suspicions, makes people uncomfortable, and can even result in immediate eviction if they discover the pup and they aren’t allowed as per the lease agreement. Simply be upfront and ask about policies and regulations concerning dog owners. You’d be surprised at how much friendlier the landlord will be when you’re honest about it. Plus, not all “no dogs allowed” signs apply if you know how to talk nicely.

Prove you’re responsible

Simply announcing your dog’s presence isn’t enough, you’ll have to prove you’re a responsible owner too. [tweet this]

Because your landlord, most likely, doesn’t know who you are and therefore can’t vouch for your abilities and your dog’s level of obedience, you’ll have to use other sources. These sources, such as references from previous landlords or property management agencies, will make an excellent case to any leaser and ease their mind about trusting you.

Additionally, you’ll need to have your dog’s licensing and shot information up to date. A recent trip to the vet with a clean bill of health will make for an excellent source to provide for your potential leaser. It doesn’t have to be anything exuberant, simply make sure that they’ve had their most recent shots and vaccinations and that they are in general good health.

Introduce them

Because your potential renter doesn’t know your dog at all, it would be a good idea that they get to know them, especially if they’re going to be interacting later on (when the landlord visits or checks in). Offer to let the two (landlord and dog) interact. This will help them feel more secure about your particular pup and affirm that they will also be a good resident. Plus, it’ll be good for your dog, so they aren’t suddenly surprised when the landlord shows up one day.

There will likely be extra costs when renting with a pet, so don’t be surprised. These pet deposits are often up-front, but some may tack on a monthly addition to your lease. However, there are occasions where providing a good dog-resume will result in a waiver for the pet deposit.

Look before you sign

Before you sign anything, be sure to read over your contract carefully and know what your dog can and can’t do (such as curfew, leash rules, or potty locations): What will happen if you violate them? Will there be a fine? How many warnings do you get before eviction? These are important to note, because they are the rules that you are going to have to abide by while you and your pup live there. And because your dog probably isn’t going to be able to read, it’s your responsibility to make it clear to them.

Renting a space for you and your pup to reside isn’t an impossible task. If you can prove that you’re a responsible owner and that your pup is an obedient one, you’ll be able to gain the trust of your potential landlord and ensure that your stay there is something that everyone will enjoy.

Keeping up with your pet supplies can be just another thing you don’t want to have to remember.  After a long day at work and going to the store, the last thing you want to do is have to go “to the store” again.  Consider home delivery of your pet supplies!

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ROCKY ADVENTURE – Up, Up, Up and No Way!

Feb 12, 2013

Porch Potty: Rocky Adventures

Porch Potty: Rocky Adventures

Like I said before, I think I have to potty. Luckily, it’s just an “I think” for right now. It’s hard to tell if it’s just all the commotion around us or if I forgot to take care of business before we left. A little tingling compared to the mild shakes can be difficult to differentiate, especially if one were to find themselves as worried as I am.

I can hear all the voices and foot-steps echoing in this place (and a low rumble from somewhere I can’t quite put my paw on). I even catch the scent of some old leather shoes that seem to call out for a little nibbling, which would definitely help take my mind off the present situation. It helps when I imagine the old man’s shoe I hid away long ago, just for this type of occasion. Bad thing is, I can’t get to it right now and I doubt it would fit in this small tent with me.

Sure I can move around, at least as long as the old man is holding onto me. But as soon as I hit the ground, that blasted top comes down on me. And I would like to point out the fact that a good old game of blanket-hide and seek is fun, but not this time. Not a good time. Not a good place.

Right now I can hear the old man speaking and making his silly sounds, some of which I have yet to decipher. At this moment, what I would really like to hear is that it’s time to get out so we can get to playing. For the first time since we arrived here, I decided to speak, just to make sure that we were planning to play sometime soon.

All I got was a “hush!” from the old man. Not mad, but he was definitely a little upset. You’d figure that with all the commotion around us, nobody would mind if a pup spoke up about their playtime. But there was no sense in arguing. Once the old man hits the “quiet” button, I’d better keep my comments to myself.

The nice thing is that after enduring a bumpy ride in my box (the old man was definitely having trouble carrying me, and I probably should lose a few pounds), we started traveling like the kings we are. The car was quiet, simply rolling past other people with graceful speed. I could see them flash by through my little windows, which remained un-obscured as long as I kept the roof from plopping down too much.

When we stopped, I noticed something very peculiar. That rumbling, the one I mentioned before, was very near us. I could hear it, but it said nothing in particular. Just a low howl, almost lonely it might seem. So I howled a little, just to see what it would say. And just as the old man told me to hush again, the howl drowned to a whine. And I don’t like whiners, so I decided to ignore it.

Unfortunately, we were back to bumpy cruising. I tried to stay as flat on the floor of my box as I could, so I wouldn’t slide around, but it was a hard task set before me to do so. But eventually, we settled down. Well, my heart didn’t settle down, but the journey seemed to have come to a climax. The old man stashed my box on the ground, but I could still see him through my window. He looked calm, but I know that face. I could hear his heart going a little fast too. Whatever is going to happen, it’s got the old man excited. Must be a good thing we’re here.

“Hey,” I call out to the old man, “let me out if it’s time for the fun to begin.”

But once again, he hushed me. Such attitude. What could I have done to make him upset? I’m a good pup. So I turned to my squeaky for answers. It always comforts me in these times of confusion. The mellow consistency of the “squeak” is rarely appreciated by our companions, but I adore it. Makes me feel good.

I didn’t get to squeak for too long though. No one took it away from me. It wasn’t that at all. It was that once distant howl. It had turned from rumble to thunder. It was thunder I could feel in my very paws, and with it came the most amazing feeling ever. It felt like I was flying.


Jason Duron is a short story writer and author of several fiction stories.  Curious and lovable as dogs can be, the Adventures of Rocky 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 “rocky” adventures.

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Overfeeding Your Pooch

Feb 7, 2013

Dog owners and proper feeding techniques

Dog owners and proper feeding techniques

Are you over-feeding your dog? We all like to see our dogs happy and excited, and what pooch doesn’t wag their tail when you fill their food bowl? So we give them a treat. Sometimes we pile a little extra on. And sometimes we even sneak a piece of steak under the table when no one is looking. We’re happy about pleasing our pup, and your pup is happy to get the extra snack…or is he?

Overfeeding shows

The bottom line is that overfeeding could be hurting your pup’s health. While dogs may not directly exhibit a robust waistline, it is possible that you’re providing more sustenance than their body actually needs. So how do you know if you’re over-feeding your dog? Most commonly, they’ll start gaining weight, and unlike in our larger bodies, a single pound can make a big difference on a dog. But this takes time to accumulate, which leaves us asking how we can take notice before they put on the surplus weight.

When do you feed your dog? Early morning? Late afternoon? And when you feed them, is there some food left over after they chomp down or is the bowl sparkly clean? If your pup is leaving leftovers (possibly in hopes of returning for a later snack), you may be offering more than they need. Rather than leaving their food bowl as is, pick it up and save it for their next meal.

Calculate your dog’s food portion

There are three things you’ll need to consider about your dog. How much do they weigh right now? Then consider their activity level. A typically active dog will require about sixty calories per pound to be healthy. But, you must also consider your dog’s food as well. Different types of food will contain different amounts of calories (such as diet, puppy, senior, and active dog). Before you start scooping in the food, be sure you calculate how much your dog really needs- not just how much they want.

There is a difference between overfeeding and feeding ineffectively. [tweet this]

Timing plays a big part in your dog’s health as well. It is possible to over-feed them all at one time during the day. Good practice incorporates a balanced daily intake, such as twice to three times a day (just like we do). Feed them balanced portions several times a day rather than feeding them all at once (especially at the end of the day when they’re not as active).

Too much can hurt

For the most part, overweight conditions put a lot of stress on your dog’s body. It can hurt their heart and even put stress on their kidneys and digestive system. Weight gain and lethargy are often the most visible signs that your pup may be eating too much. Over time, these conditions will affect them more drastically, leaving your once playful pooch not much more than a warm couch-potato.

And for those owners that like slipping their pup a little extra under the table, this may be one form of overfeeding you may want to think twice about. Human food has a tendency to accumulate on a dog’s liver quickly, resulting in fatty-liver disease. And you don’t have to be a scientist to know that anything that hurts the liver is definitely not going to turn out well. While the occasional carrot or banana (make sure they aren’t allergic) can be good for them, when you’re munching on that greasy fried chicken and you feel like sharing, think again.

Take note of their activity levels

Keep in mind that activity levels will affect your dog’s weight as well. This in combination with too much food can leave them huffing and panting after just a short walk. It is possible to feed them the correct amount, but if they aren’t able to use all those calories they just ate, it’s going to start collecting around their waistline. As a loving dog owner, it’s your responsibility to ensure that your pup is getting plenty of exercise so that they stay healthy and happy.

When your dog is overeating but not gaining weight

Beware of times when you seem to be over-feeding your dog, but they aren’t actually gaining weight. Certain parasites and worms can keep your dog from absorbing the necessary nutrition from the same amount of food. If your dog is eating a lot, still lethargic, and isn’t gaining weight, a trip to the vet might be in order.

Over-feeding your dog isn’t as nice as it may seem to you. Though they might beg, whine, or even toss over their food bowl in a tantrum, maintaining a healthy diet is what’s best for them. And everybody knows that a healthy puppy is a happy puppy.

Keeping up with your pet supplies can be just another thing you don’t want to have to remember.  After a long day at work and going to the store, the last thing you want to do is have to go “to the store” again.  Consider home delivery of your pet supplies!

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ROCKY ADVENTURE – Rocky Packs for a Trip

Feb 5, 2013

Porch Potty: Rocky Adventure

Porch Potty: Rocky Adventure

I knew something was up as soon as the old man started putting his socks in his travel box. Out of the drawers and organized on the bed was only the first step. And the definite sign that he was going somewhere was the fact that he didn’t want to play at all.

At first I had tried to instigate a game by rolling around on the bed, messing up his little piles. Normally, he would have just wrestled me away and taunted me with a towel or something, but he just pushed me off to the side and kept on with his organizing and packing.

Of course, this worries me in a terrible way. I don’t want to stay here by myself and I don’t want the old man to leave without me. The only way to make sure that he doesn’t forget me is to wait for him by the door. And that’s what I do. I pick up my favorite ball so I’m all prepared for a trip and wait right here in the way. If he wants to leave, he’ll have to go through me.

I wait. The old man hustles from one room to another, grabbing some things and moving them to his travel box. And eventually, he emerges from the bedroom with his now closed box rolling right behind him. A “woof” reminds him that I’m still here and not to forget me.

His eyebrows go up as he does remember, and returns to the room. What he brings back is something strange indeed. A box, floppy all around and somewhat smelly, is dropped down in front of me.

“What is this?” I ask him. “Is it a bag for my stuff?”

He tells me it’s mine, so I go ahead and drop my ball in there. Then I remember something too. One must be prepared if we are to travel, and there’s plenty more room left in my travel box to put some things in that I might need. My food bowl is almost empty, so I grab a few pebbles and bring them back to the box. In they go. I might get cold, so I grab my blanket off the couch and bring it too. That’s when the old man stops me and tells me that’s not what the box is for.

“Well,” I said very matter-of-factly, “what is it for then?”

And in I went, concluding that it was I who was being “packed up,” not my things. It wasn’t near as comfy as my little house and it smelled quite strange. It was as though it was some other dog’s house. Come to smell of it, several other dogs have been in here. And though it might have been uncomfortable, it wasn’t as bad as being left behind.

The old man put me in the car. Then his bag. Then he hopped in and we started down the road. Now, I’m used to being able to pop up and check out where we’re going, but I couldn’t see anything in here. There were some openings where I could poke my nose out to sniff things out, but for now, I was packed up in here like the old man’s socks.

Really, the most uncomfortable thing was the top of the box. Unlike my crate, this thing kept on sinking down on me, more like a blanket than a cover. I pawed it for a while, watching it shift the light and make funny noises. It amazes me how I can be entertained by the strangest things sometimes. It turned out to be so amusing that I completely forgot about the trip we were taking. At least until we stopped and unloaded, discovering that just about everyone else in the world was here too.

Horns sounded, people were talking and walking. Boxes were scraping and bumping on the ground as cars rolled by squeaking and creaking. We had emerged into the busiest place in the whole world. And the part that bothered me was that I had no idea what was going to come next. I could smell, but it was hard to see what we were doing, where we were going, and most importantly- why?

Why are we here? I kept asking the old man, but all he did was tell me to keep quiet and to be a good boy. So I did. At least I tried my best to, but there was just too much going on out there to keep calm about. I just hope he lets me out soon. I think I might have to potty.


Jason Duron is a short story writer and author of several fiction stories.  Curious and lovable as dogs can be, the Adventures of Rocky 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 “rocky” adventures.

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